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Human Resources

from Cope - Self Titled by Cope

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your body is an impressionable vessel to be broken down, depleted, and repeated. you are a cog. greased with your dying ambitions and dreams. go back to sleep.

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following the rules disregarding the canard he ignores his dreams feeling dashed feeling marred no thoughts given to the colors caged inside of his head he's just the man inside the machine a fuel source burning out left to decay falling apart with his dreams

bloodshot eyes with a blink of disbelief this feels too real something changing underneath and now he cant breathe a smile cemented on his face a life spent dying now lined up to be replaced lungs full of dead skin and this is what they take severance pay and a sloppy handshake glazed over eyes seeing drops of red the man in the machine is dead

screaming wide awake and covered in blood drowning in feelings that come like a flood and strangling every bit of life that he can with his hands and he's squeezing hard because the dead can wake up.

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from Cope - Self Titled, released August 1, 2009

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