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I am the statue outside of her manor, a gaping mouth, an epitaph
And you'll inherit everything I earned, I wore the mask, I did the dance
My body followed me down the hall, I'm my own haunted house
Take your heart to the cold north, her body's there when you get back, when you get back
Epitaph: "Never enough"
Gaping mouth, I'm my own haunted house
Im undead, remind you your whole life
Let the brush paint around your eyes
Let the grass rewind your whole life
until you find another ghost to burn you up
She will use you till she finds a cunning bird to burn her up
I convinced her that I'm not another man to burn her up
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Comedians
02:47
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If I'm the famine, that makes you the skeleton, the skeleton
The bait was hung, and when the bed is made I'll fall right in
I came from forests, into fields of wheat and I'll drive home
If I'm the shade, you're the nothing at all, you won't learn till later
If theres a message, make it sharp and dark or it won't be heard
If theres a lesson, its that the smartest worm is still a worm
I never knew, have I caught your cold or had it the whole time?
Forget I said anything, Im the mannequin
Think of all the time you've wasted, building this monument
My name is attached, I'm the co-author of the venom
When I'm gone I hope my absence is more miserable than anything
We were actors and artists, we were important
We Were important
If theres a message, make it sharp and dark or it won't be heard
If theres a lesson, its that the smartest worm is still a worm
I never knew, have I caught your cold or had it the whole time?
Forget I said anything, Im the mannequin
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Lab Coat
03:27
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You worked your way around, I recognized your trick
I never made you wait, before now
You're wearing the new furs, to cover the old fangs
You were never too keen on being kept waiting
I could tell you but you'd still act surprised
But I could tell that you knew I'd be hung up on the next new thing
The chasm of your spaces
I was bound to starve to death
It wasn't fair to let me wander
To keep me waiting
You're gnawing on the bones from outside your new cave
the new address is easy, but I'll forget
Your back is to the wolf, with one hand on the knife
You were never too keen on anything
I could tell you but you'd still act surprised
And I could tell that you knew I'd be hung up on the next new thing
The chasm of your spaces
I was bound to starve to death
It wasn't fair to let me wander
To keep me waiting
You were never too keen on being kept waiting
I knew you would be hung up on the next new thing
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And The Wolf
08:30
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I'll sleep when I've found a flaw in your blood, in your blood
Remind me of the old news is it you or the wolf?
Still fixated by the stain, they're still untying the knot we left
Being patient by the stage, all I had to do was sit and wait
The elsewhere you had on your mind, will it stay? wait and see
Remember the note they have yet to receive?
Still fixated, by the way, they're still turning the gear we left
Being patient, wide awake, all you had to do was be the bait
The elsewhere you had on your mind, it never existed, so why did you make it?
You'll never wash it off, I can't just wash it off, you'll never wash it off, I can't just wash it off
I thought that all I would do is patiently wait for the rest of my life
I can't sleep anymore, the suggestion is stuck at the back of my throat
I'll leave for days at a time, but you never go very far do you?
I tried to sneak past the wolf
The elsewhere you had on your mind, it never existed, so why did you make it?
You'll never wash it off, I can't just wash it off, you'll never wash it off, I can't just wash it off
I can't sleep anymore, her suggestion is stuck at the back of my throat
I'll leave for days at a time, but you never go very far do you?
I can't sleep anymore, the epitaph reads "but it wasn't enough"
I count the days one at a time, I count them one at a time
I tried to sneak past the wolf
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