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[Verse: Sydney Minsky-Sargeant] Realising your mortality Makes me feel weak inside I cannot dwell, I cannot think I can no longer hide The rumination must be contained Or rather, removed Distractions Spasms Terror Death It all happened It all happened [Coda: Sydney Minsky-Sargeant] There's nothing left Nothing to assume It's not about me It's all about you There's nothing left Nothing to assume It's not about me It's all about you