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Hollywood Lies Building An Empire

An empty bottle writes these letters from my soul. It says, I can't go on like this, it says, I can't go home again. When every ounce of me is screaming

I'd orchestrated the event, manifested through time. The sirens called out who committed the crime. The discord red hands spelled out my defeat while

You know damn well why we don't talk anymore. I can see it clearly down the scope of this empty bottle. I've got my problems and we both know that's

This arc's a lost cause. I'm content to save the contents, said he. A whisper in tongues trapped before our time saved a generation. Married to speculations