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You’re talking slow I’m speeding off ahead Don’t trip, I won't Said running with my eyes closed Carved into stone so it must be fair Good question though I know, I know, I know Can on a string hangs right above my bed I told it everything Hope you’re on the other end Twisting around, tryna force the fit New bit exposed I guess I’ll run it over Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again Lean in, or go I can settle into sickness till you know Big megaphone They’re hoping it’ll spread Ten in one blow It can be a little cutthroat Wander around, tryna see whats left Ghost town, go home You won’t, you won’t, you won’t Saw it corrode Start bleeding out thе mesh I care, you don’t Got infinite rеcycle Fall to the ground with a lazy breath No turn unstoned I guess I’ll run it over Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again