| Roll up
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| Roll up
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| Come see the oddities
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| Unaltered beasts
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| Or the girl who swallowed knives
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| The invisible cannibal
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| The strangest foe of all time
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| …For your own very eyes
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| Come see the freaks
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| Come see the freaks
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| Children made of raw meat
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| Shark mouths of blazing impurity
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| Down in the dumps
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| Down in the doldrums
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| Where only the fucked up
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| Forage for their forms
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| Nervous twitches at 2AM
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| In a bed of cracked ribs
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| Jerking off in a circus of secrets
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| Pressure sweating you slowly insane
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| We all become new fanged Gods
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| To old for regret
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| To ill for death
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| I trust myself and no one else
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| I drink to your bad health
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| Like the carrion fiend
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| At a blessed feast
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| The bones you were born with
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| Yearn to be seen
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| An imperfect fake with the same name
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| Searching for language
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| Of an inner being
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| Jackhammer magnificent
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| Chainsaw Buddhist
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| Unspoilt and unbeautiful
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| Arrogant until proven guilty
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| The heart is deceased above all things
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| Inflammatory flawed creation
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| Plastic dolls for the role models
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| Bedraggled in bad guts
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| Home to dogtown pillbox
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| «Let's go out and live in an illusion together»
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| Wash your mouth out with lies
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| Searching in vain forever
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| For one of your own kind
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| A human cannonball
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| Boiled beaten an bleak brown
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| Miserable odes tiled on your skull
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| A scholar of war on a bonegrinding railroad
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| Small town sweatheart in a sordid bloodbath
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| Memories and anecdotes kicked in the face
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| Like a railroad of blind windows
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| Butchered in the snow
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| Crumpled angel at the end of the avenue
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| Making shapes from strangers faces
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| An empty disguise
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| With nowhere to go |