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As far as I can tell,

the lucky ones die first

I'm lost in memories

that have never been my own

I had it all as I swam in my vanity

I lost my way going into myself again

Continuous noise that map

the crazy thoughts my friend

See my eyes are already gone

I fall into what I have become

Consequent submission

I will feed the pain

As far as I can see,

the lucky ones die first

Such a pretty face

but also full of dirt

Even those who never ever

beckon to a call

Don't need to get it straight

I swallow anyway

See my eyes are already gone

I fall into what I have become

Consequent submission

I will feed the pain

See my eyes are already gone

I fall into what I have become

Consequent submission

I will feed the pain

See my eyes are already gone

I fall into what I have become

Consequent submission

I will feed the pain

See my eyes are already gone

I fall into what I have become

Consequent submission

I will feed the pain

Feed the pain!