Hey there bald man are you afraid
The boy on the bicycle your crayon face
This labyrinth the map in his
heart
trap doors you made full of matter and space
Hey there bad man be very afraid
The boy on the bicycle he heard your name
The girl with the eyes on the wall behind you
not the only one who can identify you
And in this basement where bones pile higher and higher
The avalanche of whispers will one day
enshrine you
Hey there dead man you left it too late
The boy on the bicycle he is laughing away
No one can save what is already departed
what you tried to kill
only just started
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