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Who is she? What is she? This anguish can't be the handiwork of a human being Will my heart ever be pacified or I'm stuck in this feeling? I wish I could mask my pain but she'll still know, won't she? She must've been a mime That's how she was so good at feigning nonchalance It all feels like a crime Who is she? What is she? This anguish can't be the handiwork of a human being I sent emissaries to ask if there was still a chance She butchered them all, so I guess she still needs time Was there ever a motive or I was just cheap dopamine? She fooled me once, let's see if she can fool the mortician Can someone remove this makeup off me I wasn't part of a circus anymore she made me a solo act My heart will not go on Can someone resurrect her for a sequel
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
My heart cannot go on
Who is she? What is she? This anguish can't be the handiwork of a human being Will my heart ever be pacified or I'm stuck in this feeling? I wish I could mask my pain but she'll still know, won't she? She must've been a mime That's how she was so good at feigning nonchalance It all feels like a crime Who is she? What is she? This anguish can't be the handiwork of a human being I sent emissaries to ask if there was still a chance She butchered them all, so I guess she still needs time Was there ever a motive or I was just cheap dopamine? She fooled me once, let's see if she can fool the mortician Can someone remove this makeup off me I wasn't part of a circus anymore she made me a solo act My heart will not go on Can someone resurrect her for a sequel
My Hell Their Circus Track 19
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
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