Glass shattered across the front door
Someone broke in and Chaos is getting excited
Pride no longer feels pretty
Anger rushes over and Pain tries to grab hold of him
Fear plans to move in with no intention of leaving.
Please Chaos, I can't hear what Truth is saying
I can't think straight with Tears screaming on top of her lungs
Party for the weak hearted.
And everyone is invited.
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