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My will's been killed in here
And it's happened before
The usher tore my paper all over again
And sent me on my way
It's hell, then hell, they sell
With three minute lives
And when the lights are down
We're given sound and it's ugly
Now I feel this dream's a memory
And I wish it was before
When every single thing I saw was fucking magic
It meant so much more
I don't care about the seventh time that I've seen you do that thing
Now it's ridden my evening
Chairs and chairs and chairs
With their uniform upholstery
Tell me why this seated cave has some priced like this
And others doubly
This picture is restricted to youthful minds
But no one else is here
They're tryna take us to a different world with more effects
And I won't let them
But now I'm feeling all things sensory
My gaze is on the grade
And I cannot look away
People talked, others walked
But I wanna stay
This might in fact be the first time
That I've seen you do that thing
Wow
I'm so impressed
When I'm sitting down
I take the most offence
I settle on my fence and wilfully sigh
It's all business
That I've witnessed
But fuck
This is my shit
So I'll see you next week