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The Dancing Skeletons

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Take it all from me
This kind of entertainment's not free
I'm left out of the seams
Cause my eyes remain open as I dream
Take it all from me
This kind of entertainment's not free
I'm left out of the seams
Cause my eyes remain open as I dream
Now it's time I wear my disguise
In order to get up, and feel like I can survive
I wear this paper crown on top of this head
I live in a castle where I break fake bread
So don't dare to bring lighters and gasoline
To this party I created with expensive paper things
Listen to this story that never should've happened
With some people next to me, so just let me imagine these
Burning flags, loaded guns let this war begin
Before the ashes in our lungs replace the oxygen
We've been here before, we're no strangers to the cracks
Living out our days with only footprints on our backs
We just wanna live and I'm trying to survive
But the pain that I'm feeling is my only proof that I'm alive
These are things that I never show, so don't go
Take it all from me
This kind of entertainment's not free
I'm left out of the seams
Cause my eyes remain open as I dream
So take it all from me
This kind of entertainment's not free
I'm left out of the seams
Cause my eyes remain open as I dream
But I got an old soul
I know most don't, so they go home
Not saying I'm a legend but I'm getting pretty close, though
Drove close where they sold gold, you just go slow
They wonder how this ends, but I think we really both know
Yeah, so try to crack the code
I won't show exactly what you're looking for
This riddle was written a little lyrical to ridicule and diddle individuals
Who fiddle with their minimal
Talent, I had an accent but now it's absent
Habit has me acting a bit dramatic
Dramatically ill, got my sanity killed
Calamity spills all of my family's pills
They're asking will I keep my anatomy still
How does it feel living in my Amityville?
It has to be skill, oh no the vanity's real
I'm using these words just to masterfully fill your mind
Yeah, you think I'm running out of time
You rhyme fine, but I just went over the line
My sign to say that you should resign
Fight right or else I will take what's mine
It had to be the rapping thing that drastically cured this insanity
And helped me see what was happening
Heard a lot of jokes, but no they don't seem to poke holes anymore
Cause I'm fresh out the door
What?
What is all just a dream?
What did it all really mean?
Not the type to seek conflict
Not the type to just run from it
Step into frame, wait for this beat
Close your eyes and show me how you breathe
Remember why you're even here
Don't turn back now, don't try to disappear
Take another breath, then let it go
Before you show me everything you know
Don't try to hide, because I can see
By the way that you move, you like to dance like me
By the way that you move, you like to dance like me
By the way that you move
Embedded in the fabric of my life lie some blood and some stains
That always seem to carry different kinds of pain
What a shame how the wires in my brain tend to maintain every stain
That's always driving me insane
But there's strength to be gained for carrying this name
It's gotten heavier with every footprint that I've made
So regardless how you stand our demise won't be the same
When we lose our balance we shall fall to different graves
Cause I find acting normal as a bit exhausting
It feels like nothing, it feels like there should be something more
You're like a canvas with no paint
You walk to reveal that there's nothing special about your name
Sort of explains why I was never the cool kid
I never tried to imitate exactly what the fools did
But if you really knew me, uh
They always like to ask me how the hell I do it
Go in front of people, I tell them I'm just used to it
But I know I'm really not
I'm just so tired of being timid, just rather now show you what I got
A self proclaimed dissident, emerging from his chrysalis
Eloquently battling all these bunch of hypocrites
To eradicate this viciousness
Are my metaphors starting to sound a little too ridiculous?
I won't erase it, so let's just face it
I won't stop doing this music 'till I become one of your favorites
Cause I'll be honest, today I'm just an artist
But you'll see me as a god once I turn into a carcass
Cause I find acting normal as a bit exhausting
It feels like nothing, it feels like there should be something more
If you really new me
If you really knew me!

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