.Of all the things you hate the most
This echoes more above
Of all the wrecks you're loathe to watch
This paints em all up pretty
Of cold collapse, of comatose
Of sixty years of acclimation
Sewn up, but cut up good
We'll suck the air the same as you
Do you love to.
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