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Come to send, not condescend Transcendental consequence Is to transcend, where we are Who are we? Who we are Trampled moss on your souls Changes all, you're a part Seen it all, not at all Can't defend, fuck the man Take me for a ride, before we leave Avalanche, falling fast Guidin' winds, happenstance Off the track, in the mud That's the moss, in the fore-mentioned verse Just a little time, before we leave Stop light plays its part So I would say you've got a heart What's your part? Who you are You are who? Who you are