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"Of late, it's harder just to go outside To leave this dead space, with hatred so alive Writhing with sickness Thrown into banality I decay, killed by the weakness But forced to return Turn it off I watch the stars as they fall from the sky I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying I feel the fallen stars encircle me Now as they cry Out there, so quickly, grows malignant tribes Post-human extinction excels unrecognized Feeling surrounded So bored with mortality I decay, all of this hatred Is fucking real Turn it on I watch the stars as they fall from the sky I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying I feel the fallen stars encircle me Now as they cry It won't be all right Despite what they say Just watch the stars tonight as they As they disappear, disintegrate And I disintegrate Cause this hate is fucking real And I hope to shade the world As stars go out and I disintegrate It won't be all right Despite what they say Just look to the sky As stars go out "