The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface
Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service
I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace
Simply unable to afford four little pills that cost only a few dollars
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
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