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What have I done?
I know not what to do
Or of the minds of everyone else

I sense my man’s end
My two antennae seem absurd
We’re just living in piles of dirt

I was built to bite you if I should sense my chance
Chance! Chance! Chance! Chance! Chance! Chance! Chance!

I wake up, work, nourish myself, I do it all over again

It’s child’s play
It’s child’s play
Nothing happens when you’re alive, it’s true
Nothing ever happens,
Cars go by, shoes walk over you
And if it were to rain we’d all be covered in matter
It’s all just the same.

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I am three different systems,
they never, never, never, get along.

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My skin, my skin
is green.

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i saw him melt
there was no one there
and i'll watch you melt too
but there's no one there.

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is it electrons that pull me toward your face?
because i'm convinced that they aren't me
they aren't me