.Psychotic lover, what's left of us?
No one denied this, such foolish costs
Self pity's always sad
This city's fully flattened
Red city might exist
Just getting sick
I'm on my way to Mars
I'm on my way to Mars
Now and 'til the end
Hypnotic travellers, drift until lost
No.
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