Tuesday Matinee at the Lyric

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From the mezzanine
 Burning hot, cancerous like Hydrazine
 Keep your conscience clean
 The thoughts in your head that you didn't mean
 The person in your stead acting pristine
 The HAZMAT suit that saves you from this scene
 And the winter coat you grow
 In hopes to never let it show
 The balcony's falling
 The victims are flailing
 The opera has finished for the night
 A sideways glance, a dance
 To lather but never rinse
 And murder the nightly ghost
 It's alive where a treacherous vibe tries to hide
 

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Duration
02:03
Key
6
Tempo
136 BPM

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