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Counting Down To Zero

An ounce of space begins this standard cycle carrying this frail tempo Does it dawn on you yet I'm reclusive so I don't be bothered Eons I spend in solitary confinement for my benefit for I don't have to justify to myself my plan of action Got time for an argument, no I think I don't Home, here I thought things would be different in this place, I didn't think it'd be copy of what I escaped Just another reason to run to California keep the expectations rising and you're the one who's disappointed Losing, I've had enough of it all Mother Aphrodite, allow me to win to my heart's content Negate all my past luck, make me a hero to my heroine Omit my outlandish insensitivity and sport my wishes Please, for me; oh please for me Ready or not, I'm done with this Steady or not, I'm flying away Today, I'm just sick of it all Unicycle, in my head I'm the only one turning like a wheel Virgin are my thoughts for I'm simply unaware of what to do We Were Sharks, We Were Promised Jetpacks; motivate me You say you got the heart for this, well yeah I do Zero, the final click on the countdown and I'm still stuck at 1

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