A smoke to choke all of you right out
Ironic, I know
Placing it down, a round of applause whilst I close my eager jaw over the whiskey fishbowl
Stroll on into a far greater existence
Comedic abuse, the lonesome dance
Brother forgive me, this just the way it was meant to be
My very last chance
Prancing about like an archangel with devil horns on
You can heckle and you can shout
I only ever come back stronger

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