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Rapid SuccessionImprtative motionDecidedly spoken for Slowly gaining on me Slowly gaining on me I've ripped my seams. Fell in the cracks between The things that i feel Feel like they're worlds away. Now they seperate me I've lost signal from the outside Time didn't waste any time I've been reaching from the inside Destroying me I once beleived we were the rising seed But we retreat with every passing day Now they replicate me. |