All the tricks in the world, can't make them smile
their hearts treading on a minefield
they dance around death with the same madness I know all too well
Will they ever find peace, or will they kill chaos?
Nothing is funny, nothing makes sense
but does it really deserve death?
A world in darkness is blind to a path
that so many have taken to survive
when humanity dies out
what do we become?
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If you're not me, you'd only be here if you went out of your way to look.
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My secrets are well-hidden in plain sight