The world lives no longer
Selves separated from selves
The world controlling our actions while we control our thoughts
Slowly rifting ourselves from existence
Warped and ripped by others
A subconscious force to hate the unknown
We use fake judgment to satisfy our needs of knowledge
Existence itself may not exist
If that would be false then we are living a lie
We no longer say as we feel inside
Selves separated from selves
The world controlling our actions while we control our thoughts
Slowly rifting ourselves from existence
Warped and ripped by others
A subconscious force to hate the unknown
We use fake judgment to satisfy our needs of knowledge
Existence itself may not exist
If that would be false then we are living a lie
We no longer say as we feel inside
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