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catatonic listless creature try to comprehend everything you've ever wanted is around the next bend don't try to fake it i see you shaking it doesn't mean a thing look at you, the freak attraction in this carnival of souls failing all negotiations you'll be the next sold don't try to fake it i see you shaking it doesn't mean anything now love, don't make a sound reach down and touch the ground emptiness is almost certain like an automatic dream you're closing in on the final curtain you're on the next scene