Miscast lost pest
He stands there with no face
He's got no doubt in pocket
Misfit protest
He can hide in his skit
He's got no bait in bucket
he needs blood
he counted 1, 2, 3, now>

One more step to flip over
Two more steps to run over
I don't step across the line
But I doubt if I will

Break up myself like he did
Blow up myself like he did
I guess he lost that line
So he's stained with the blood

Upset fat fret
Break slats, not yet
He can't stand what he sees
He's got so much pain in backpack
At last offset...

Five more steps to turn over
No more step for dead rover
I don't step across the line
But I doubt if I will

Break up myself like he did
Blow up myself like he did
I guess he lost that line
So he's stained with the blood

See it's so vague
and it's so thin
See it's so close
and next to you
There's no light
that can lead you
I just stand by
and I look on

it's fret, it's hate, it's threat
it's rage, it's waste
it's greed, it's plead
They tempt me in...

I see him too
he's standing with no face
he got something I don't have
But I don't wanna care about
what he got

Don't attract me
Shut down!
Don't pull my eyes
And look down
And I blink twice
And I see sparks
Now I'm back!


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