A jug of wine split between my friends and me
Before the matinee at the gallery
Reflections of little deaths portray the human helplessness.
It helps me identify with our dying breath
And hell if I don't find that comforting,
Knowing that when I go I'm not taking anything
But the camera only shows what she thinks she knows
And she whispers, "My thoughts never decompose"
But the camera only shows what she thinks she knows
And she's showing me alone
Before you inevitably say goodbye to me
I'll have our daguerreotypes, our dead memories.
Reflections of little deaths help my soul undress,
Leaving me in my own delighted rest.
I fell in love with a machine,
Knowing that I would die without changing anything
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