you just want to strip me off of who i am divide me into pieces and then you can decide what it is you want a heart a mind a fuck if it`s all the same to you i`ll choose instead it`s a close race, close race you`re pushing the buttons now as fast as you can close race, close race now it`s time to understand and leave you, leave you stranded here a pilot with no plane my parachute will open while yours will fail and it doesn`t really matter if your crash-helmet is on i`ll just light another of your cigarettes and the ghosts that haunt this house will slowly fade away
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