Weighed down like vultures circling the dead.
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Pulling apart and embracing the life in the depths of this man.
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Pulling teeth with sharpened beaks from the stones.
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Raise your glass for the end is near.
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Raise your glass to a life of fear.
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The ghost is closing in on me.
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What's the price of admission? No Gimmicks for one minute.
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The ghost is closing in on me.
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What's the price of admission? No Gimmicks for one minute.
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You're building a circus, a haven
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to shelter your deepest secrets and your darkest demons.
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You're feeding a monster, but enough is enough.
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You've taken this too far and I don't know who you are.
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The ghost is closing in on me.
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What's the price of admission? No gimmicks for one minute.
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The ghost is closing in on me.
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What's the price of admission? No gimmicks for one minute.
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You fall in love to feel part of the crowd.
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You fall asleep to dream about yourself away from help.
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AND***All we have is who we are to someone else.
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AND***All we are is what we have when we're away from help.
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The ghost is closing in on me.
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What's the price of admission? No gimmicks for one minute.
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The ghost is closing in on me.
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What's the price of admission? No gimmicks for one minute.
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You fall in love to feel part of the crowd.
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You fall asleep to dream about yourself.
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Weighed down like vultures circling the dead.
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Pulling apart and bracing the life in the depths of this man.
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I'm not afraid of changing, but this addiction is in my blood,
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and enough is never enough.
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Carnies
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| Chasing Victory |
