TAXIDERMY from the show by simon a.

Is it that time again, when they come on in?
Is this the moment we've all been waiting for?
Cause it's all on display for you.
It's all on show.
Cause it's all on display for you.
You ought to know.

My skin is tight, my blood is cold.
My eyes are blank, where be my soul?
If it was on again, off again wouldn't this be calm?
But no, I'm still here.
I'm still where they put me down.

I hope you have a nice day around here.
(nice day)
I hope you have a nice day around these parts.
I hope.

Writing letters into the void. Who will reply?
What do we want the limelight? It's always been so sour.
And it's all on display for you.
It's all a show.
It's all on display for you.
You ought to know.

My tongue is dry. My heart is sold.
My limbs are stiff. Where be my soul?
If it was on again, off again wouldn't this be calm?
But no, I'm still here.
I'm still where they put me down.

I hope you had a nice day around here.
(nice day)
I hope you had a nice day around these parts.
I hope.

Boy I hope you're looking, cause I'm in position.
See I'm at your service, hope I'm not an imposition.
To complete the project, what did I relinquish?
The ghosts are finally talking. What they saying?
What they saying to me?

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