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...and the pillow was gone Lyrics
The desirables were always mostly illusion
Now that's all they are
Relegated to exist in a fantasy world of our creation
They live there, they die there
They don't exist
Figments of our imagination
No one to lust no one to worship
No one above us no one below
The world is human wreckage
There is no more hierarchy
There is only human wreckage
Now that's all they are
Relegated to exist in a fantasy world of our creation
They live there, they die there
They don't exist
Figments of our imagination
No one to lust no one to worship
No one above us no one below
The world is human wreckage
There is no more hierarchy
There is only human wreckage
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