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I feel its arms around me

It feels like an embrace

But soon you know it isn’t

The monster’s quickly mutating

Getting stronger

By the minute

and Id like to speak of love

I’d like to dream of music

But im tied up like the girl

In a b series movie

Chained onto a stone

And thrown into the ocean

I’m threatened by the hand

The devil’s taken over

And all along it’s me

The audience will discover

I found a time machine

I Dialed in

The year I was to go back to

All Packed up and eager to leave

Somebody’s stolen the keycode to the portal

Id like to speak of joy

I’d like to dream of music

But I’m tied up like the girl…

and all along it’s me

Me

Me

Me Me

The doctor’s diagnosis is me, me, me

And just when you think John did it, no, it was me, me, me

And when Amelie deserted it was me, me, me

And when Dunaway confesses it’s me me me

And there behind the whole plot was just me