Press Conferences on Mute
Al, your time is almost up.
Make fans forget that they’re the moths
Edging in towards the flame.
Burn into obscurity.
Still and transfixed
The sliver & black sheep are dreaming up your fate.
And judge you from the card castle
Comfort of the Coliseum.
Come one, come all
Into 1984.
Yeah, three, two, one.
Lights, camera, transaction!
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