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On 2001-12-02 at 1:11 p.m., I wanted to sing:

Fight Club

And you open the door and you step inside
we're inside our hearts
now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light
that's right, the pain itself is a white ball of healing light
i don't think so

this is your life, good to the last drop
it doesn't get any better than this
this is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time
this isn't a seminar,
this isn't a weekend retreat

where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
only after disaster can we be resurrected
it is only after you've lost everything that you are free to do anything

nothing is static
everything is evolving
everything is falling apart

this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
it doesn't get any better than this
this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
and it's ending one minute at a time

you are not a beautiful and unique snowflake,
you are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
we are all the part of the same compost heap
we are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world

you are not your bank account
you are not the clothes you wear
you are not the contents of your wallet
you are not your bowel cancer
you are not your grande latte
you are not the car you drive
you are not your fucking khakis

you have to give up
you have to give up
you have to realize that someday you will die
until you know that, you are useless

i say, let me never be complete
i say, may i never be content
i say, deliver me from Swedish furniture
i say, deliver me from clever art
i say, deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth
i say, you have to give up
i say, evolve, and let the chips fall where they may

this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
it doesn't get any better than this
this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
this is your life
and it's ending one minute at a time

you have to give up
you have to give up

i want you to hit me as hard as you can
i want you to hit me as hard as you can

welcome to fight club
if this is your first night, you have to fight.

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