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My time is running out 
It’s getting hard to see
The air is poison 
Inhale it and it’s like needles I breathe 

I’ve survived everything 
You’ve thrown in front of me
And now you run because
I’m taking what you think i cannot see

The end is coming
And it’s right beneath our feet
But let’s keep drilling 
So apocalypse may show its face to greet

I think I’m ready 
For my demons to release
I have walked so fucking far
And I have nothing left to see 



I think it’s time
That we explore inside your brain
I can pick it or just bash it
But to me it’s all the same 

We heard the voices
They have called and we have came
Despite the promises 
To never fall into this again

You challenge empathy
In silence with your pain
You hold it closely to your heart
In hopes I’m playing your game

I dysengage 
Then I disperse to find my place
Among the scavengers
That live upon this land of disgrace

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Rob Rox

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