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Don't you dare recall the days I was called golden.
I have long since chipped away my hard and shining exterior.
And smeared tar on my face to cover the shame of your ideals.
I bathed my teeth in it to hide their stench.

So don't you dare recall.
Don't you dare recall.

I am hideous by intention,
because I think often times
a noble mind is just a mask
to cover up a wicked soul.

So play the third like I play my disease.
It may burn like a torch and a carriage wheel going down,
but let's just live out our darkness together.
It's easier to swallow the world that way.

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from Hands As Those Of Mice, released January 3, 2014

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