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You had to magic-eye and re-read, to find a secret code
Within the messages. Trains stuck on bridges.
Everything is noise now, fridge is breathing, shallow, wheezing,
Phones are all beeps from boys, (you) shot them with silver bullets.

Throw your ties on the fires and watch the dash distort
Throw your ties on the fires, and watch the dash distort beyond itself.

I can't wait to save my life,
Just collect your things like they were there to see.

All that I can do for now is count days and hours down.