As it all disappears... Can't you see that I'm
sneering from ear to ear? I call it hardly a
shame. No consistency sustained. It's synthetic to
take your own advice, but you can't avoid it. Now
it's dramatic to be your own disguise, when the
butcher's hand is mine. There is no room to
improve. There's no demand for the product of your
next move. Fuel you were using to burn, is
charring you in return. It's synthetic to take
your own advice, but you can't avoid it. Now it's
dramatic to be your own disguise, when the
butcher's hand is mine. Spare the world of speech.
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for the leech, as the tables turn. Spare the world
of speech, as the tables turn. Bad karma eats you
alive. Contrived intentions will never be revived.
Recalled to settle the score, less of you is more.
It's synthetic to take your own advice, but you
can't avoid it. Now it's dramatic to be your own
disguise, when the butcher's hand is mine. Spare
the world of speech. We're out of reach, as the
tables turn. No blood for the leech, as the tables
turn. Spare the world of speech, as the tables
turn.