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innovator in a  low elevation

silenced for the destination

europe is fragile, in moments agile

you wish i was  subliminal

maybe somewhere underneath

radio hate in a world of death

mechanical dreams are ethereal



i crumble into a barrel of a gun

ashes brought together of areas forgotten

this war is a tool for the lifetime

do i choose the weapon,

or does the weapon choose me?

world collapses, but only once

make sure i fall at the same rate



i breathe in the glow of your headlights

following me out of this mess

although once i’m out, you’re still behind me

beneath me through it all

i cannot be safe, i will not believe

let me stay in my solitude

confine myself to this humanity

let me go in peace for all of them