HARLEQUIN!

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    Love's a game
    I wanna play
    In varied stages of decay
    Never rotted, in display

    In amongst all the oddities
    Attention was captured by me
    Rattle the bars of my cage
    Release me from these restraints
    And despite my atrocities
    You unlocked it, you set me free
    Uh oh, I swallowed the key
    This should be entertaining

    Tighten the rope
    Where's my ring? I'm your master
    Sword down your throat
    Do you wanna breathe faster?
    Drippin' in kerosene
    Fire breathe, contorting
    Lust isn't deadly a sin
    In the Hymn of Harlequin

    He thinks himself my savior
    The fool doth runneth blind
    A sort of bitter flavor
    Will be his sweet demise

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    Let me take the wheel, tie your body to the bullseye
    Sharp as a knife, lick the blades as they fly by
    I wanna spin it, spin it
    I hope I win it, win it
    Everyone gather round, pin the blame on the clown
    Love's a game, and you're the prize
    Better luck next time

    Tighten the rope
    Where's my ring? I'm your master
    Sword down your throat
    Do you wanna breathe faster?
    Drippin' in kerosene
    Fire breathe, contorting
    Lust isn't deadly a sin
    In the Hymn of Harlequin

    Entertain me for an eternity
    Preserving your body
    You'll be my oddity
    You'll be floating in formaldehyde
    Cause of death: Classified
    Love's a game and you're the prize

    You're all out of lives
    I hope you enjoyed the show
    They're throwing roses
    They cheer as the curtain closes
    Excuse me for my verboseness
    For fame is often the motive
    One's a party, but two's a crowd
    So, won't you take a bow?

    Love's a game
    I wanna play
    In varied stages of decay
    Never rotted, in display
    Fuck

    Tighten the rope
    Where's my ring? I'm your master
    Sword down your throat
    Do you wanna breathe faster?
    Drippin' in kerosene
    Fire breathe, contorting
    Lust isn't deadly a sin
    In the Hymn of Harlequin

    Tighten the rope
    Baby, won't ya tighten, tighten the rope?
    Sword down your throat
    I wanna play
    S-Sword, sword down your throat
    Drippin' in kerosene
    Fire breathe, contorting
    Lust isn't deadly a sin
    In the Hymn of Harlequin

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