The mime`s conceit has conquered over real beauty
Grinning from a mask of hollowed bone
Where a human is somewhere to be found
But where I don`t know
And things couldn`t be better
From behind the halls we cannot pass
Hear the muffled traces of a boyish laugh
Hear the monster screaming "what have I become?"
Before his looking-glass
And things couldn`t be better
This is one fine life
This is one fine wine
This is one fine wife
This is one fine lie
And things couldn`t be better
They are the best
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