In this darkness, my breath has gone bad...
I cannot under any circumstances breath.
In some moment before this language,
I presume I wasn't thinking about...
how conformity lacks complacency.
But in truth, I might find you with the feeling...
the same feeling of paranoia.
And we've combined our inertia in order to roar,
deep within...
everything I have to offer.
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