Underneath this face is where I buried you for comfort
Speak for me in programmed terms until I am no longer

I know this isn't who you are
Tie the noose around your neck because you've gone too far

Kill your digital self

How the fuck can you live this way?

Burn the pages of your previous life and spread the ashes over your corpse
And bury your self in hundreds of excuses, and fuel the machine
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