bring me down
from this cloud, I’m lying on a feather bed
bring me out
off this day dream and fake memories
a mirror veils the door
this is not my place
the jester plays a runaway
face me down
my tongue is stiff, greeting with a bitter sneer
blind me out
dissociated from old memories
a mirror veils the door
this is not my face
the jester plays in a glass
half of trick
big applause get me find a place to hide
days of life
well acquainted, I can’t be at all
a mirror veils the door
there is no egress
the jester plays tonight
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