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I've walked to the ends of the earth

And glanced into the eyes of those who were going the opposite way

They failed to bridge the gap

First contact was a threat and you could taste the surging unrest

Who wrote the law that opposites attract?

Who could be so naive?

Everyone trusts no one

Looking out for number one

Ours is a primed time

The finite thrill of the loathing

A streak in our life bearing dreams

It strengthens to soothe the open wound, but ours is a primed time

It strengthens to soothe the open wound, but ours is a primed time

Bonding?

Do you think I want the upper hand?

Broken contracts

We sow infertile seeds and reparation pales