Your hours are gone
Your minutes are gone
You're past the eleventh hour
You're past the call of time
Fair warning was really given
Now only seconds left on your dime
You never thought I would see her
You never thought you'd be seen
You should've known better
Little fly – You're on One Thirteen
You pride in having
No feelings
No empathy
No compassion
It's all good
In a way
Standard Deviation
That's what the Laws of Nature would say
Insignificant fly
You only reach the outer ring tube
Your lie is the claim
You've been beyond that little thing cube
You've come as far as it goes
Watching now as your head implodes
Thirteen Three to Thirteen Four
See – There
No flies
No snake
No lies
No more
And now you wonder
Should I scream or should I shout
It doesn't really matter you see
I am One
I am One of the One
Your mother warned you about
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