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Blue hell, blue hell, blue hell, yeah Karma could not account for this Could not account for this I'm forced to live amid your lust and cynical distrust Of all that's genuine As if you've out-evolved the need for love Regrettable, but that's the way it goes That's the way it goes I have to watch you die a thousand times After your deaths you will face mine Lids stretched wide, open eyes But I'll be fine and you'll be fine That's the way it goes That's the way it goes A picket fence in perpetuity Fifty-five percent gratuity Graphic violence wouldn't last here It would cower Reliving the same hour every hour It always comes around You always hear the sound Like clockwork if the clock was damned You dangle from the second hand Sometimes I wonder if we're real or if we're fake How much pressure can we stand before we break? Holding up the mirror was a mistake Holding up the mirror was a mistake