14.4.12

A With Living

Trust the shuffle
Turn on the volume
Close your eyes
And ride

Do nothing
Make nothing
Say nothing
Think nothing
Being right feels good
But feeling right is best

Death?
I've been dead for years
I just never saw it
Look ma, no eyes!

I write the lines for your silence
Your bluffs are empty
Your roads are empty
You can't control us
You can't control us
Anymore

The name of the game is Life


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