Deceived to the point of drawing closer
Deceived to the point of being unable to return
Drawing closer to the point that it becomes absurd
I don't want to be seen by anybody
I don't want to be known by anybody
Because there's nothing painful, nothing sad; it's just, just
Revolving phrase, enumerated motion
I just have to kill what I can't know inside me
But by seeming to disappear
I can become nobody, I can become nobody; it's just, just
It becomes absurd
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