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Texty: Knapsack. Please Shut Off The Lights.

It wraps around the cord for him
Said I'm wasting, sinking
Soaking in to bones and cartilage
Crossing out the quarter where he lives

So I have arrived
Know this nothing gets me nowhere
Know I am larger than this lie
Our generations

I have only one regret
At the moment I forget
Any takers on this life
And if you're the last one left
This is my request
Could you just shut off the lights

Take a sample and let it testify
Drowning endless estimation anger of my life
Terrorized to the ending of my end

Everything is absent is nothing I can give

So I have arrived
Know this nothing gets me nowhere
Know I am larger than this lie
Our generations

I have only one regret
At the moment I forget
Any takers on this life
And if you're the last one left
This is my request
Could you just shut off the lights