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Finch

Behind a mask, a man can bask only for so long Before being exposed to the sun The moon is up, a whisper of "'Til death do you wrong" Patients bother a patient doctor
Plastics itch and bandages the Aftermath won't add up to this The fever breaks The deadly cake masochist To live like this
I buried my wife today Restitution for my sanity
Chasing demons dressed like me Their eyes are not like mine Ignorance is divine
Instincts are reduced to teeth That bite the hand that feeds Fear thy father, love thy martyr
The verdict of the jury hung on The weight of what has become A starry night, a vengeful wish It doesn't have to be like this
I buried my wife today Restitution for my sanity Buried my wife today Restitution for my sanity
Sound the alarm and make, no mistake about this All the king's horses and all the king's men Have been sent to put this boy back Together again but somehow He must have been predicting the fall
Caged rats, experiments A brain with no oxygen Release all the hostages You've got to wash your hands of this
Caged rats, experiments A brain with no oxygen Release all the hostages You've got to wash your hands of this, this, this
The verdict of the jury hung on The weight of what has become A starry night, a vengeful wish It doesn't have to be like this
Murder, murder, murder, murder

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