Your New Aesthetic Lyrics
For your time it's written out.
Work means nothing by itself.
These days are numbered, I can tell.
Until the crash I'll write you down.
Selection kills the old.
Selection breathes on it's own.
Sing while you can.
Now, while you can.
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