We are all comatose We are overfed and under, undernourished, yearning for something more Never starving yet never quite satisfied Carnal but without useful flesh or mind I am a walking contradiction thats found consistency Consuming everything, all without producing sustenance In the parallels we struggle, struggle to upkeep There is a better way for us to be set free From all it is we crave, there must be more to life than to simply stay alive To simply stay alive We are not the same as I hope to show There is a better way if we just let go We are not, we are not the same We are not, we are not the same Let go In the tension between devouring want or simple need Its clear the only lines between the ones we preserve We are not the same as I hope to show There is a better way if we just let go We are not, we are not the same We are not, we are not the same Let go We are not the same And in the parallels we struggle to upkeep Theres a better way for us to be, for us to be set free And in the parallels we struggle to upkeep Theres a better way for us to be, for us to be set free We are not the same as I hope to show There is a better way if we just let go We are not, we are not the same We are not, we are not the same Let go We are not the same
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