Keep your eyes down
Avoid all the contact you can
Until they come around
Always pushin' and punching
I'm crawling away
I am broken and bruised
They line up for their play
But this show can't go on
Someone please save me
From all I can get
I'm locked in this dungeon
It's cold and red wet
Come in for my daily appointment
Add to the wet all around
The drugs go around
And the alcohol poured
And as I refuse
It's my face that is gored
But this show can't go on
And I must carry on
I must never die
But if I should fail
You should know...
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