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Our guise is that of an apparition
enthralled in the vanity of self-worship
our robe our crown
as much a part of us as the very marrow in our bones
well have you begging for your mother in the morning
(we grace you with our presence and then we curse you for your acceptance)
your father is out
hes damn right he should be worried
theyll call you jane doe
one in a million
one and the same
one empty chamber
one less to blame
(this is a failing institution and ive failed to notice)
ive learned not to despise this sentiment
complacency invokes atrophys embrace
and so what if i cant leave this room?
that never stopped us before
(ive learned to forget my desires)
[ Are You Ok Kiddo? Lyrics ]