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I can tell you it's an answer, it's what you're after from me I keep you floating out in dead space, you're coming unchained from it Let me fill you with an update, fuck you, I'm okay, now what? You imploding is the outcome, your running systems failed Your eyelids getting heavy, not pulling me out of my grace You feel no longer steady, but not wanting to give up You're running out of pennies, not pulling me off my plane I can tell you the attention of which you fish isn't coming I see you clamor at a dead vine, there's no one online, sorry You might need another update, fuck you still, okay, now what? It appears you hit a crossroad as your whole outcome fails Eyelids getting heavy, not pulling me out of my grace You feel no longer steady, but not wanting to give up You're running out of pennies, no pulling me off my plane Won't get me out of my grace Won't get me out of my grace Hack me up, hack me up, hack me up Hack me up, hack me up, hack me up Hack me up, hack me up, hack me up Hack me up, hack me up Eyelids getting heavy, not pulling me out of my grace You feel no longer steady, but not wanting to give up You're running out of pennies, no pulling me off my plane From Letras Mania