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contractual obligations
forgetting all the ways we were
the days we lay before
cos nature has submit ourselves
ourselves to being whores
yeah she sealed our fates in packages
like masks without the eyes
making sure we wouldn't see the cliffs
we'd fall off when we die
that's just a precaution of course
cos she knows as she looks down
that we wouldn't notice anyway
we're too busy fixing our crowns
so set up a stand at the bottom
and get what's offered while it's hot
cos what falls out of our carcasses
is all the gods have got
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