Dybbuk:End Of Story
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End of Story words/music: Eric Schmidt
Won’t care stay, don’t care leave,
Because everythign you do is dumb.
the indelible ink of space, an ego fire sale,
the round trip where you only pay one way.
There’s no heart, no desire,
the end is cold, but it’s required,
To show where you stand on things.
Maybe then I’ll find out.
That there’s a chance I’m still alive,
A callous shell undignified,
A petrified facade,
The feeling must subside, the feeling will subside.
With a bottle to the back of the head,
On a bed of wood you’ll blister red.
I loved you, but not i’m burning you instead.
Unsettingly stoic you abstain,
An anti-pack rat checks domain.
To feel is something you might recognize,
I’ve never seen with knowing eyes.