I can't tell what you're thinking when I talk to you
You go into those silent modes
Sort of like what I often do
You go into those silent modes
Sort of like what I often do
This was inevitable. The end is inevitable. Death is inevitable.
posted by Cpt. F.L.E.E.T.T.R.E.A.T.S. at 2:50 AM
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