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The clock is taunting you.

The clock is looking at you.

It's going to get you baby,

it's going to push toward the void.

The dead is building up.

I can't close my eyes, I wait for my demise.

Sleep deprivation, sleep disorder.

The torture makes me wonder.

Insomnia, insomniac.
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Language: English

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