What am I supposed to do?
Who am I to question this now?
Sucking up the air from the tanks.
And I would do anything else to be here with them.
But this is not the time…This it not the place… but we’re here.
Accept that and I will do anything else to be here with you.

The constants will seize like closure to him…close to him…close to him. And they’ll delete everyone.

Old enough to choose
Forced enough to make a mistake
They’ll delete everyone
And pray for re-adjustment or Pavlov’s death.
But this is not the time…this is not the place but we’re here.
Please go back and I will do anything else to stay far from them.

The constants will seize like closure to him….
You want it to be: So it is closer to him.
Just make it all seem like nothing exists,
Because they’ll delete everyone.