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human condition

they watch the static it turns them on
they feel the energy, it turns them on
constant living, moving on
constant static, the list goes on
inert in a warehouse, the time passes on
inert in my bed, the week went on
constant dying, I hear no name
constant static, the human game
Written by nervsy (nervs.)
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Author's Note
Idk I was listening to a lot of the normal
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