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You walk into the room with yours eyes in scare
A watch the dead people in their dead chairs like decayed cupcakes
Rollin and crawling and laughing at nothing
They come over to you with their ticks and their hey’s
And you wonder why the exit seems so far away
No void to fall through no thought to escape to

Socializing the devil couldn’t take it
That’s why he left through the rear
Socializing Jesus couldn’t fake it
That’s why he gave up air

You observe the thickness in the stale cold air
These fools refrigerated breaths I must bear
Ignoramus nostradamus hippopotamus
All in pairs
Man why did I get the ticket I never paid the fare
I try and pay attention to the bleating of your throats
But how can sane men listen to words made from farts

Socializing the devil couldn’t take it
That’s why he left through the rear
Socializing Jesus couldn’t fake it
That’s why he gave up air
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