round and round and round and round and round we go trying so hard to get a hold of everyone here we've got to show how much we love them all we squeak with idiot fake surprise flap our hands and flutter our eyes and lap up all their stupid lies we've got to love them all and i really don't know why we do it like this imitation smiles and how "it's wonderful to be here!" i'm really not sure what we're so scared we'll miss so round and round and round and round and round we go hanging on every shape they throw it's strange the way we can't say no until we love them all... so we laugh at every stupid joke and smoke and choke and point and poke and gag on countless lines... how much we love them all! and i really don't know why we do it like this imitation smiles and how "it's wonderful to be here!" i'm really not sure what we're so scared we'll miss maybe it's the sex with the drugs and the fools or maybe it's the promise of belief? maybe it's the pleasure and the pain of the cruel or maybe it's the promise of relief? and i know that we've said it so many times before "once more and never again" but however many times that we've said it before once more is never the end...
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