You've been dead for a week
"But this takes so long"
It's in the air
So don't breathe like you care
When somethings wrong
It's time that we all fade
Lay in the bed we made
I wish that we could trade
Your life for my grave
In-depth and always late
Take time to contemplate
Patience excused for fate
I think it's about to break
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