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Awake for days, Fixing illusions, up in our brains, While words, messed up in a tangle, Rip the pleasures off, our hands... We're rats on something, & mighty things, will snatch from behind. - How are You Now ? - Question 1. Were you really there, or not there ? Everybody knows, a wretched soul, Creeping in there, or out there. We are alert ! Yet in factions ! We fear the mighty things ! We are alert ! We could retaliate ! Wreakin' havoc ! But we fear the mighty things / We keep it straight. > Slow down ! First thing is, to slow down... And take some time, To seek within, Your very self. It's not about, bitching in line. (act or forget) From Letras Mania