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It comes in waves It comes in contractions Call me Sisyphus Anybody interested in switching myths? Keep on triggering I'll paint pointilistic portraits with the bullet holes Keep on burying I'll build earthform installations with the burrows Flipping rocks Throwing stones I've been so very good For so very long Keep on silencing Watch me John Cage the shit out of your speaker hiss Keep on cutting in Making big paper prints with the cross sections I'm trying to believe in beauty I'm trying to believe I'm trying to believe in beauty Is it too much to ask for you to choose me? God, I was numb God, I was blind God, I was dumb God, I was polite God, I was numb God, I was blind God, I was young God, I was polite God, I was trying to get out alive I was just trying to get out alive I'm trying to believe in beauty I'm trying to believe I'm trying to believe in beauty Is it too much to ask for you to choose me?