[?] lost track of devices
Down a path for losing my way
Finding, the more in depth, the more I become seasick
All aboard this old sinking, sinking ship
I wonder how long until it disappears?
They've drawn a final storm
To be honest, it's a long way to a ever [?] star
In the mornign after night ([?])
So the rest of us can die
In [?] forever
Before once, or twice
Left behind, went on
Final breath then been taken away
And I am on your side looking in
On your side looking in
Into the star
With the aim on fire
And the [?] begin to scatter
Working, working, getting by
Everyone's atop the ladder
But nobody wants to climb
Lining all the victims
Using up all that's scattered
Keeps them honest
Keeps them honest
Keeps them honest
The more in depth, the more I become seasick
All aboard this old sinking, sinking ship
Watching words all get swept aside
Its more than after night
I race for [?] ([?])
What's wrong with me? ([?])
Watching worlds [?] all get swept aside

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