panto
taking centre
stage
you hold the
knife
to your own
throat
take yourself
hostage
demand a loss of
life
if we don’t pay
out
it’s just a
laugh
oh, no it’s
not
it’s a party
trick
oh, yes it is
saw the lady in
half
can’t see
anything
the tears in my
eyes
the audience upstaged
cries sings
she’s behind
you
I grip the blade
we all bleed
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