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As far as tales of the apocalypse go
I'm still here
I'm still breathing
As far as words penned by survivalists go
We're all fucked
They're all dreaming
You cannot concoct an antidote for populations already dead
The only remedy is killing them again
As loud as screams from the religions all seem
They've no script to portray this
As grand illusions of magicians are seen
Only eyes can believe it
You cannot concoct an antidote for populations already dead
The only remedy is killing them again
You cannot concoct an antidote for populations already dead
The only remedy is killing them again
Cause no one is coming to
No savior is en route
No love holds so strong
Those fuckers telling you these lies are wrong
Dead wrong
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