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Pilots
All these rats won't give it up
They'll eat the most spoiled parts
Yet we still give it to them fresh
In spite of our own empty hearts
I've found the darkest place to hide
Away from hipster lights
Genuine days and plastic nights
I'm not as as covered as I like
Fly it in
Crash and burn
Maybe someday we'll learn
Reach for the wheels that turn
Grab hold of all those words
That only tear us apart
From the inside
Fly it in
Crash and burn
Maybe someday we'll learn
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