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The eyes close
The heart slows
The time goes by
What's the point in trying

Your friends talk
Wonder what’s wrong
Another sad song
Playing on repeat

to forgive but I’m tryin,

HOOK

I’m realizing that I’m far from perfect,
I still bite when the thought emerges,
I’m still tryin to surface,
Still the seeker

of mine 
a brand new skin, I am alive”. 
Slaughtering all my memories 
so intensively 

Family? What is family 
but a portrait never seen. 

Swallowed by

region
A strange continent immune to all reason
And I'm flattered by your grey matter

Inside my skin, I feel your tongue
Telling me I'm dirty and licking

through
Embark on someone elses train
Po the king weasel

So let the chant begin - ensue
Master the dance of the dead - vital
Sing lullabies oftime gone by

Carnival prizes should be won for someone
No one's impressed when you win for yourself
The barker's barking, barking up the wrong tree
I don't need

If I was a mailbox, you'd probably put you're your letters inside of me
And then open me up by my big fat head to look inside
Another morning

your life.
Arrangement:Ayi
Lyrics/Vocal:Cyano,郵狸
Mixing/Mastering:LeNTA-AiTeN
Guitar Solo:张尼玛
Original Music: 魔術師メリー
Walk on a fine line.
By wishful

Removal of life offers canvas at night
by changing of focus to pain in my eyes
Instincts are crawling through gore in my mind -
the brink of infernal

unjust Draws
Couldn't trust a soul on the curb
That's why I Judge a man by his Actions and not on his words
Remember Carnival with my Nigga keesh
I told

Oh the latter days go by
In the House of the Ruin
Roman heroes in the sky
And the carnival is burning
In favor with the gods
And walk it two by two

drinks he informed me he'd built a device 
That could transport a person through time
And he asked if I'd help him to test his invention by taking the risk

12 Invisible Fire by Payson Lyon  

Face of an angel mind of a scamp
Artfully dodging society's stamp
Learning life's rules and how he should act
But

They used to call us block boys we had dope and packs by the pound
They used to call us dog out? Might've had ya daughter on couches
They used

my granny from Alabama
On the crossroads
Travel in the wind on a road
That's filled with lost souls
Haunted by the sins
I used to know when someone's

crawl along the trenches, there's nowhere you can flee
underneath the galleries lies terrorized the meek 

Blown be the earthly worries by

Living on the Eastside
By: Lonnie Flemmer
Reprobate/SESAC

Just a another punk named Johnny, 
Seen his kind before
Tries to be a loner
But he's so

Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished

The only thing that ever brightened it up
Was the Ferris wheel and the carnival truck
And making bets against Lady Luck

Turn the radio on
Turn the radio up

But I'm haunted by the memory
I tried, I tried, I tried
But I still see it virtually
This don't feel like real life
This don't feel like real life
Real

You said you'd hold me down, just like I needed
I should of known by now, that you were leavin'
Baby why you leave me on my lonesome
I know I love you

to loose, hoping one day my mistakes will make my jewels
I’m praying on my Knees but still nobody sees
The president going to carnivals, twisting his purple

The Real Road Warrior
You do everything to keep your gal by your side
No matter what you do she’s never satisfied
You buy everything to keep her home

Stack that paper too the sky
Then run it back and do it every single day of ya life
Lemonade stand at 5, threw a carnival by 9
A fresh glass of this, only