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Duration

2:21

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Lyrics

the probability is we were equaly enabling the negativity opposed to constructing each a more, productive platform in order to reach symbiotic unity trancending furthermore, the witless immaturity the saddest thing for sure, is this occured to me in early scenes of our theatric being but seeing everything was crashing through the floor, somwhat cowardly i lacked the strength to bring support, seems we were leaning akwardly imbalanced practically absorbed, in destruction of the force that impotently we were fighting for, sometimes i wonder if you were truly fighting at all, or was it just a shroom induced climb and you were frightened of the hightened fall, a shame that everytime you noticed panneling on the ship creak, youd make a beeline for the lifeboat tryna paddle off without me, sure enough virtually devoid of a warning, you crossed me off the charter scornfully dissapointing, marooning me with severed energy desperately lacking collection of bearings, pitiously pathetic disconected and weary, unwillingly perfecting self reflection in theory, id like to think the main reason im to blame is that im smarter than you, i should have manipulated the situation to suite both of our views, i dont know though perhaps im full of myself in absence of hope if i culd have helped youd think it had shown, beginning to question what i really know, begging for answers i dont quite follow, what used to be percieved with ease as natural flow, of reality is now seemingly confusing and misconstrued, my view, is dulling intellectually and visibly to, terminally broke, the inability to survive practically with spurts of worthless genius from my mouth , beginning to fully grasp the meaning of the drastic termonology burn out, how dows one say the common phrase id rather burn out than slowly fade, thats however vague as the derivatives the same, both time and space are quite subjective things, all events existing in history have an ending such as this, exquisite rendering concurrent database of pending relationships

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