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I peek into the hole, I struggle for control
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The children love the show, but they fail to see the anguish in my
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eyes
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Fail to see the anguish in my eyes
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I scratch around the brim, I let my mind give in
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The crowd begins to grin, but they seem to scream when darkness fills
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my eyes
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Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise
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Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
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My big top tricks will always make you happy
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But we all know the hat is wearing me
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My bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that
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My vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a monkey in disguise
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Stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes
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They will bite the hand if it is slower than the quickness of their
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scrutinizing eyes
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Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
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My big top tricks will always make you happy
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But we all know the hat is wearing me
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Chicanery will always make you happy
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But we all know the hat is wearing me
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Dance of the dope hats (Remix)
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| Marilyn Manson |
