Cause I can feel you dying. I can hear you tapping me... for a little nutrition. Now whos looking for a fix? It gets a little tight in here, do you?
Well, you're not wrong... cause the walls are moving in. No food here. Not today, sunshine.
My eyes are open and the restaurant's closed. Jog on. Slide off. Find someone else to fill your pipe.
Someone, who wont see you coming... or know, when youre there.
("Revolver" movie script)
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