So now you're gonna change everything
How expected and unoriginal of you?
Now that everything is crumbling and not falling for your words
You found the glue asked for not long ago
You're scared
Your existence no longer means what you thought it did
Your body doesn't even accept
What comes out between your teeth as truth
So hurry up now, boy
Start sweeping and gluing
Get to work, get to work, get to work
Nothing makes those around happier
Than to see that rabid mask melting onto your face
This isn't a party, this isn't a holiday
Your costume will not come off, your costume will not come off
I know I can help you
I'm inside you, I am you
I laugh as your idiotic mind wanders and it wanders
You're scared
Your existence no longer means what you thought it did
Your body doesn't even accept
What comes out between your teeth as truth
So hurry up now, boy
Start sweeping and gluing
Get to work, get to work, get to work
You're scared, well sniff the glue you fuck
You're too late, nothing will change
This will be a bad dream come true
You're too late, nothing will change, you're too late
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