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I feel like dying only once the world is gone.
My words are my weapon, my strongest bomb.
Time just zooms,
and it's coming real soon.
Theoretically it happens once in a blue moon.
But I'm getting closer to my tomb.
Big, bang, boom,
six feet deep in my empty room.
The idea is out of this world,
the moon.
Let me draw my thoughts,
twisted tycoon.
I feel like dying only once the world is gone.





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