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death, taxes, and globalism
What's been set in motion
Cannot be slowed down
Can't stop the ocean
From breathing in and out
Can't stop the graveyard
From filling up its grounds
Can't stop your own flesh
From sagging down and down and down and
Open eyes, feels like I've
Been standing at the bottom of the deep blue
Sky
Can't escape
Passions are fleeting
I can't wait
I don't wanna die
