sailing on a broken wing, i've fallen 
silent in a crowd of strangers 

sunset through a sea of shit, i'm swimming
and endless stream of brake lights before me

i wait a long time, for three minutes that are truly mine
i get headaches and i dream about work

swing low, iscariot
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