Can't stop the masquerades
as i can't fill it in with
isolated patchworks
Can't walk beside the limits
and i can't fall away
from isolated ways!
"out of order"
we built a dream out from constant waves
"out of order"
we realized what we dig from the grave
They mess around
everyday,
we are living out in fear
and breeding hollow tears
And often while
from different scenes
they greed out of our fears
and seed their outer pits away
A float desperation
condensed in a line of toughts
Diverse inspirations
gathered like a super plot
Stuck Misconceptions
Reversing the final clock
Rejoyce Informations
And catastrophic penny mocks
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