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An inventory has been taken of every belonging
An estimated value sold in event of emergencies
The only backup plan in case it doesn't work out
In losing all semblance of coherence to a former self
You know I am becoming the choices we're making
There are problems, problems with everything
There are problems, problems with everything
Sometimes it's like conversations are a waking dream
A third party perspective, an audience to themselves
You can almost hear the sound traveling
It's caused a feeling of anticipation
When all of the sudden you know what's gonna happen
These are the paranoias that have built your world
They neither eat nor sleep they have no name
You know, here in the worst I will become the best of them all
No more problems, problems with anything
No more problems, problems with anything
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