Skeptics will die alone in the cradle of time
Pleasantly blind to the lowness of hype
Pleasantly blind to the lowness of hype
This is the skeptics' dive
Flawless in this lane and the scars are not a shame
And these wires will keep me up as the feathers bring me hot
Hemmed in this pride where the riot is a tide that brings me up to the skies
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