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annihilism
Nihilisms brutal, how could you choose to live that way?
Coz everything is futile, life is glorified decay.
We're all dying, and I can't wait....
Each day simulates birth and death and everything between.
Next day is the same damn thing, how many hints did ya need?
Cradle to the grave to the cradle to the grave, makes plenty of sense to me.
Coz everything is futile, life is glorified decay.
We're all dying, and I can't wait....
Each day simulates birth and death and everything between.
Next day is the same damn thing, how many hints did ya need?
Cradle to the grave to the cradle to the grave, makes plenty of sense to me.
Published 5th Oct 2015
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