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It's 23:23
And I still have time to think it over
Somehow I should get more sober
But these eyes are staring back at me
But hold on
Don't move
We're slowly getting out of endless groove

I'd rather be
Be the one to kill
Be, be the one to spill
All the dead broke memories on you

Inside out I turn myself inside out
I see light it calls me into the screen
Tearing faceless me away from this crowd
Still the sequence of you is taking me back
Into my space
Out of this race

I feel remains of time
It scatters splinters of long past hangovers,
Bitter memories, sweet sorrows
The dark-grey skies keep calling out my name
And be sure
No hope
I've got to follow stars I've got to cope

I'd rather be
Be the one to kill
Be, be the one to spill
All the dead broke memories on you

Inside out I turn myself inside out
I see light it calls me into the screen
Tearing faceless me away from this crowd
Still the sequence of you is taking me back
Into my space
Out of this race

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