You know what? this must really mean nothing.
We're all gonna die alone and be buried in sulfurs of an apocolyptic explosion of planets, destroying us all (even destroying your lovers).
Yet, i sing and hold out that these songs will reach out to someone who's bummed out because they know we'll die out.
You won't see me again.
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