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[00:09.25]I've sealed myself in
[00:13.19]Laminated all of my skin
[00:17.24]Sellotaped my world in bits
[00:21.38]I must embrace paralysis
[00:25.06]Only in you do we see ourselves
[00:29.42]Only in you can we matching our end
[00:33.05]So sick and so tired of being 4 real
[00:37.45]Only the fiction still has the appeal
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[00:46.29]Builder of Routines
[00:54.56]It makes me safe and clean
[00:58.68]It crucifies parts of me
[01:02.05]But never seems to make me bleed
[01:06.37]Only in you do we see ourselves
[01:10.51]Only in you can we imagine our mend
[01:14.46]So sick and so tired of being 4 real
[01:18.79]Only the fiction still has the appeal
[01:22.43]How I hate middle age
[01:26.66]In between acceptance and rage
[01:30.73]Democracy has sure made a fool out of me
[01:34.94]But I am the builder of routines