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Sardonically my visage is tragically revolting |
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They never see the man behind the jagged teeth |
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Set glaring |
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All my anger you will know |
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Ostracized so I will show |
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Just what a man with steady hands |
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And vengeful plans can do to you |
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My dear, lost guest I urge you |
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Scribe these words |
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Formerly I was a man who casually sought leisure |
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Suddenly mishap would mar the face you see |
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Man shunned me |
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Now this anger's all I know |
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Ostracized and forced so low |
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By fellow man who's helping hand |
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Was more a fist forcing me here |
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My dear lost guest I urge you |
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Scribe these words |
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Your warning |
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I'm giving |
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You'll last the night |
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But first there's something |
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You must take with you |
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Evidence of what you saw |
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A little smile for your call |
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Now let me see you struggle so futilely against it |
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The bladed sting is power to make them scream at you too |
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What is that you see before you? |
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The mirror sings your verdict |
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Now my anger is all you will know |
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Ostracized and you'll be shown |
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Your fellow man, his helping hand |
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Will never land fistless on you |
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My dear lost guest you dared your luck this night |
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Sardonically.... |
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Sardonically... |
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Sardonically... |
