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Memories
Offered for sale
From beyond the pale
Of mysteries
Leeches
Sucking your soul
Tearing your whole
Life into pieces
Mr. Salesman
I'll pay anything
To turn years
Into youth
And for a taste
Of paradise
I'm prepared
To deny the truth
What's in a name
You've got just yourself to blame
The more you run away
The more my poisoned thorn will stay
A voice in the middle of the night
"Now you've gotta pay the price
For temptation you couldn't resist
I'm the muse and you are kissed"
"Step right up, have a look"
You will pay for what you took
Step right up and have a look
Some day you'll pay for what you took
Let the sirenes sing
The thorn turns into a sting
And for the devil's sake
The sting turns into a stake
He is on the road again
Pay the salesman without name
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