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Face down, you're losing
Head up high, I'm laughing.
Tremble, tremble, keep yourself going.
Chuckle, chuckle, I'll just keep on.
Try to fight, try to win.
It doesn't really matter, it makes no sense.
I stand here, enveloped in your blood,
A frown upon my lips,
You won't be restored.

It's bothersome, it's a burden.
It's all I'm good at, though.
Soon it will be you, as well.
You'll take my place,
Or at least, hope you will.
I'll always be best, I'll always be on top.
You're destined for a life of destitude,
A life of disaster;
And you know what? It makes me smile.

I feel better knowing there's nothing left
I feel better knowing how empty you really are
For the truth is,
I have nothing left, I'm entirely empty.
We weem to be shells.
Trying to find our way to Neverland.
I'll beat you, though.
You stand no chance
And it makes me cry.

We'll try for reborn;
We'll try for new lives
Away from the never-ending nightmare
Away from the danger, the sorrow, the death..
We might go higher
We might be greater
We might not make it at all
None of it matters
As long as I have you.

We'll pull the trigger together
We'll live forever
So long as we don't end this,
So long as we don't end the show.
The odds are against us
You're against us, against me.
How amazing this ordeal is,
How intriuging you are
I might have to kill you just to see your inside show,
Just to see if you have a soul....