You see them coming
The way they walk like drones
I can feel them skin as stone
I wake up
I am a product of my
Vapor, plastic, petrified home
As the air gets thinner
We will end up alone
I think of you now
I see you softly
I get warm and if you don't
Crack your way around me
I feel an escalate
Like a buried thing
I'd like to emulate
You
I think of you now
I see you softly
I get warm and if you don't
Crack your way around me
Vapor, plastic, petrified home
Our troubles
Beaten
Drugs
Problem
Mother
Comics
Talk
Pictures
Kill them
Arms
Do you see it
Do you see it
Do you see it
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