I mean, what’s the point babe?
Can’t you see we’re all just slaves?
So don’t you misbehave.
There’s an eye in the sky,
You’ll see it when you die.
You will arrive,
Nowhere and somewhere
Without a clue or a care.
But you’ll feel something.
It’s definitely not nothing.
Even when that’s what you are
Nothing but far,
Away and they say
The farther you run
The more tired you become,
And it’s true.
Or at least I thought,
When I heard it from you.
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