god forbid we’re silent swear you
won’t tell a soul often i pretend
i’m at peace with consequence more lies to
make us confident in our judgment who will know
who will notice us we lay awake in the paradox of
our space where gravity bends light around the sun
insomniacs in quest for true position we navigate
with knowledge like god time cant be protected
time is dangerous often i pretend i’m a
clock and you’re the hands more lies to
make them understand we’re getting closer
i feel like a god
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