Your sworn enemy Is coming for you The symphony sound Of epiphany tunes You better know what's Best for you Some sort of a clown Is urging me on To push myself down For his silly songs Here on the side, lying Giving birth To a chain of accidents It's the only true romance I'm driving alone Hungry as hell But leaving the last bite For somebody else Who's not as good As what he gets It's a chain of accidents I'm a waste of elements it's a chain of accidents i'm a waste of elements I live in a black light.
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