| deep inside the slipstream of the smiles and the lies is some dark place i'd hoped you'd never see therein lies the sad truth: i'm all things that i despise and yet i'd always hoped you'd all remember me if you have a heart for all the broken things in life for each lost sheep that never finds its way and instead takes great comfort when it sees the butcher's knife please hear these fumbling foolish words i say here i am in the dark and the quiet after the last show finally ends hope you enjoyed it! thank you, come again surely you always knew it'd come to this my friends some wounds are so deep that the flesh just never mends please pause for one small moment as you file towards the door note this moment before it's forever gone i'm stepping out of character, i'm not acting any more and yet the play goes on and on and on i've never been that skillful at hiding my own disease it's easier just to wash the world away and when the curtain falls, you know it's such a sweet release at last we close a final sunless day here i am in the dark and the quiet after the last show finally ends hope you enjoyed it! thank you, come again surely you always knew it'd come to this, my friends some wounds are so deep that the flesh just never mends |
| the heavily vandalized ruins of abbingdon sanatarium's theater |
| when the curtain falls |
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