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Here we fly
Here we sigh and die and lie
Here we wait
Here we mate and hate and ate

This is where we’re not here
Not supposed to be
This is where we’re not real
Not allowed to see
This is where we’re not true
Not at all are we

Here we trip
Here we dip and rip and flip
Here we chatter
Here we splatter and flatter and matter
And here we matter

We matter what and matter not
To take ourselves into rot
As a fly on the wall
We watch as we fall
To wish in and wish out
Burning away without a shout

Here we fell
Here we dwell and tell and yell
Here we are
And here we are
And here we