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I awoke cold and alone, adrift in the open sea
Caught up in regrets and tangled in nets instead of your arms wrapped around me
And I wept but my tears are anathema here, just more water to fill my lungs
I hear someone scream "God, what is it we have done?"
I am drowning in a digital sea
I am slipping beneath the sound
Here my voice goes to ones and zeroes
I'm slipping beneath the sound
A song, somewhere below, deadly and slow begins
Sickly and sweet, now picking up speed, ushering in the world's end
And the ghost of Descartes screams again in the dark, "Oh, how could I have been so wrong?"
But above the screams still the sirens sing their songs
I am drowning in a digital sea
I am slipping beneath the sound
Here my voice goes to ones and zeroes
I'm slipping beneath the sound
Here my voice goes to ones and zeroes
Here my voice goes to ones and zeroes
Here my voice goes to ones and zeroes
Here my voice goes to ones and zeroes
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