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I am not your spectacle You won't see me fall But that wont change a thing i'll just destroy myself privately What you see isn't real You'll never know how I truly feel So take a guess, and make up your fantasy Cause you can't handle the gravity Of my abnormality Of my duplicitous depravity Of my vicious vanity Of my fading sanity Oh, it's a beautiful travesty A colorful catastrophe A rage filled reality Its a wonderful story But i'm getting too wordy So let's wrap this rhapsody And i'll leave with something of an analogy All you get is snapshots of agony So now that doors are closed And everybody's gone i suppose Fill the well up to the brim Then pump the poison To the brain Through the blood out the vein Dirty the core And let mud come from every pore

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