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Drone
(album: Unfun)
Go ahead burn what you can´t hide.
Try to unlearn what´s clear to the eye.
It´s a matter of fact.
But fact don´t fit.
We gotta rewrite.
We recount the dead.
Two makes one now.
We´re counting on our hands.
We´re out of fingers.
We shower in your blood and crawl inside you.
You harden in our form like statues.
Alone in this place.
The others are gone.
I wire the base.
They say push on.
The salt´s in my eyes.
The fire´s in my lungs.
I take my best shot.
I´m shot!
Drone.
Fact and fictions all blurred to fit them.
Drone.
The ceaseless hum.
The factory drum.

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