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Their Voice Like A Blackhole
Their voice is like a blackhole I'm getting sucked into their game, a game I didn't even chose to play.
I'm in this video game constantly running, enemies keep respawning.
I could never escape them.
The John Wacy clown follows me around, he's looking not to kill...
But to steal my soul forever.
They were soul thiefs like the black Klobber in Donkey Kong Country 2.
The nightmare always plays.
The tune is always playing...
They're always watching...
And I'm their target.
I'm their empty void to fill up with useless tricks.
The old adage "I'm gonna give you a toy, and if you act the smallest bit out of line, you're dead. You're selfish. The bad boy. The one throw away without a key."
And it works.
I'm right where they want me.
So shut down I'm reliant on them until I drop dead...
And then, it's too late...
I'm in this video game constantly running, enemies keep respawning.
I could never escape them.
The John Wacy clown follows me around, he's looking not to kill...
But to steal my soul forever.
They were soul thiefs like the black Klobber in Donkey Kong Country 2.
The nightmare always plays.
The tune is always playing...
They're always watching...
And I'm their target.
I'm their empty void to fill up with useless tricks.
The old adage "I'm gonna give you a toy, and if you act the smallest bit out of line, you're dead. You're selfish. The bad boy. The one throw away without a key."
And it works.
I'm right where they want me.
So shut down I'm reliant on them until I drop dead...
And then, it's too late...
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