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Text: Every Time I Die. New Junk Aesthetic. Turtles All The Way Down.

I have lived everyday of my life
Thinking only of what I should think
When I read back on everything that I have written
On how I lived my life

And in the process of doing so
I have to start at the chance to feel alive
Just to stay an observer of an impartial observer

Here I go again, I'm chasing my tail around the sun
Standing beneath a tortoise under an elephant under the world
The gravity of the battle means nothing to those at peace
I can't believe, I thought my thoughts meant anything

When we think we've reached the end
We're only back where we begin
When we think we've reached the end
We're only back where we begin
Superman, Superman, Superman

We are starving to death on full stomachs
Running miles, new hearts on old legs
If I had known all the howls were false alarms
Oh, just imagine the ammo we'd save

Here we go again, I'll come to your party if it goes
Until four question marks at least
Three or less and it's not worth my time at all
On nights like those my absence trumps my company

When we think we've reached the end
We're only back where we begin
When we think we've reached the end
We're only back where we being
Superman, Superman, Superman

I truly believe I'll be remembered
And that even this sentence will be studied
Oh, will you think that I am wise 'cause I'm aware of that?
Or am I just killing myself before they get me?