just let us sit and swear over the cards we got
in this rodent race nothing's never ever your fault
and put on your best disguising mask
patiently wait for your delicate core to expire
stalemate
from our death till birth
waiting in line for oblivion
once a priceless original
now left to dry, face against the wall
let us swallow another self-deprecating sponsor break
tonight, tonight you'll hear your heart fall to the floor like a needle head
before you're going berserk with the touch remote
there'll be no millimeter justice when your time is up
don't remind me no
stalemate
from our death till birth
waiting in line for oblivion
once a priceless original
now left to dry, face against the wall
the voice that's nothing but a stranger now
roams this abandoned heart

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