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Battleship Stations and Fake Gravitation

I'm done pretending like... no never mind.
I'll keep up the act because it's all I can find.
My hearts been missing for so long.
I've long forgotten the beating song.

I put on this mask and it's hard to breathe,
The only problem being, I've forgotten what was underneath.
Chop off my head and do away with me,
Then maybe, you and I, might just get to see.

Chains and battleship stations,
All coming down to the very creation.
I'm nothing but a mass of numbers and words.
I'm starting to see, I'm but just one girl.

I can't make a difference if I can't fly,
And with my heart missing, I can't die.
Lay me down to rest forever beneath this mask.
Pretend I'm nothing and let me go back.

I brought up something I shouldn't have,
And now I see it makes everyone sad.
So don't listen to me, wind up my ticking clock,
And I'll put back on the old steel lock.

We don't have to bring this up again,
If it's something you want forgotten.
I'll close my eyes if you do too,
We'll continue playing like this falseness is true.
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