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High Five Drive Service Engine Soon

Talking to myself and I'm not listening, take a deep breath and think. Protecting at all costs, ilusion of my faith, crackling time underfoot. You

So on and so on my mind is closing in Begun to begin my end You always hated the state of things I'm in so bathe in my suffering Pull Behind Time is

Years have gone by, it feels like a lifetime Can't remember, the comfort of your voice has died An image followed by feelings of frustration Give