At the end I became them And I led them After all none of us really qualified as humans We were just hardworn, automatic And as hollow as the "O" in god I reattached my emotions Cellular narcotic From the top of hollywood It looked like space Millions of capsules The Mechanical Animals A city filled with dead stars A girl I called coma white This is my Omega
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