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spark of peace
alcohol free
consume and fill
space with leftovers
no one cares
no one believes
and i know i should end this
it will ask the price of my flesh
and i know theres nothing left
but how will i survive anyway
just taking what is mine
too long i have feared
i trembled in the cold
and once i had the price
i punched my neurons back
and i know i need to end this
i ask the price again
and how many times i payed
flesh is not growing back
my flesh is bleeding too much i know
overpriced i cant resist
it is taking what belong
to the global pit of dust
