As in repetition repaired
Fault lines and forevers and houses burned down daily
The boots you walked in on
And the numbers you brought and an armload of opinions
To hell with all kinds of airplanes and a shit-ton of failures
Fault fault fault forget
What do you know about respect and statistics and every other thing
What about the time of year
Right right right
And somewhere down the line thirty
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