No use to cry, you'd cry in vein.
No point to talk, you'd talk nonsense.
No favor to request, the answer would always be the same
so you keep everything to yourself
on top of the top of the top and so it goes
legs are numb, hands are tight, back is sore, and mind is cracked
I am dying. I am dying, I am dying
Dying to explode then explode to die
Dying to explode then explode to fly
Dying to explode then burst into eternity.
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