Oʜ ᴡᴇʟʟ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴡᴇ·ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ
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- ♜Lyrics
♜ ""Hello, I'm Genesius
Lawrence, but my
friends call me Genie."
♜"I'm male... uhm would you
like a tour of the circus?"
- ♪ I can read your future. I can change it 'round some too. I look deep into your heart and soul (you do have a soul, don't you Lawrence?)
♪ I don't know why, I don't know why. I don't know what I expect to find. Where all the news is second hand. And everything just goes on as planned.
♪ I won't forget you, but I may… Forget your name
♪and now I'm waiting by the phone, I know we've been here before and i said i could change. I knocked on your door called you everyday and I lost myself.
♪ There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home. Well it was cool cool, it was just all cool, now it's over for me and it's over for you. I believe the world is burning to the ground. Oh well I guess we're gonna find out
♪ Everybody likes to get taken for turns, to see how bright the fire inside of us burns and everybody wants to get evil tonight but all good devils masquerade under the light
♪ (warning: may be kind of scary) The dark carnival is in town, you better be ready. Just follow the parade of dancing skeletons full of ghoulish delights around every corner
♪ I could say it, but you won't believe me. You say you do, but you don't deceive me. It's hard to know they're out there. It's hard to know that you still care
♪ Stumbling, walked awkward he called out for his daughter. Right before he split the last lesson he taught her was this: If you ever have a son let him know that his granddad loves him but by the time that he's grown be sure this seed is sown deep down into his dome, don't ever ever walk to the train tracks alone.
Genie woke up to a startle when his phone started to ring. Quickly, he grabbed his phone and heard screams from the circus manager. Before he could hang up he bounced out of his trailer, putting on his red vest with the words Puppet Master neatly etched into it. He rode his bike towards the circus, an old brown satchel hung from his shoulders with various puppets swinging about. In less than 3 minutes he was at the town's carnival and entered a tent. His boss scolded him again. "Why're you late?! Your audience is waiting for you!" Genie apologised profusely and walked to his "stage". Cheers were heard and the curtains unfolded. The recorded sounds of trumpets played and he showed himself to the crowd of... kits. On his paws were puppets, neatly sewn together by hand with beautiful designs. There was Bolly the bear and Mimi the clown. He sighed and the kits in front of him cheered while some complained about the puppets and his puppet voicings. Genie signed and continued. In less than an hour he finished the show.
Lunch came and he finished his sandwich, people stayed wary of him. He gave off this scary feel and people took caution. Maybe it was the way he stayed to himself or maybe it was because he disappears after showtime so quickly. Yet, he tries to help out around the circus. But he always gets stuck with the puppet show. He really does want to pitch ideas with a smile, since he really is kind. He helps and works harder than anyone. Later that evening he sneaked inside the old abandoned tent and looked around. He sighed and entered. He turned on the lights and the... well, the freakshow started. His own freakshow. He called it Takot: days of fear. All over the place was a complete horror set. Clowns hung from the ceiling with cracking violin music. Mirrors jerked and animatronic kalons shifted on with melted faces. Dolls crawled on the floor and crying was heard. Genie breathed in the fresh air of fake guts and blood and smiled. He loved horror, he often coaxed people to enter the horror house and tried to tell his boss that it could be their big break. Sadly, he is always let down. He loved fear, how it makes someone work their best. That was his philosophy, but one thing was for sure: never use it for your own advantage. He loves horror and how it gets your blood running, he loves the slow build up and not the jump scares, never knowing if something will get you. His thoughts on horror were the way people can scare and remember them... It was hard to explain, but it felt right. He cuddled a doll. It was screaming and he just laughed. "Someday... Everyone will know about you. I just hope no one gets hurt..". and with that he left the tent and turned of the lights and animatronics. He sped off on his bike and someone knew entered the tent. They gasped and felt the doll latch on their leg. They shivered. And then, the clowns started to laugh.
(529/600)
Lunch came and he finished his sandwich, people stayed wary of him. He gave off this scary feel and people took caution. Maybe it was the way he stayed to himself or maybe it was because he disappears after showtime so quickly. Yet, he tries to help out around the circus. But he always gets stuck with the puppet show. He really does want to pitch ideas with a smile, since he really is kind. He helps and works harder than anyone. Later that evening he sneaked inside the old abandoned tent and looked around. He sighed and entered. He turned on the lights and the... well, the freakshow started. His own freakshow. He called it Takot: days of fear. All over the place was a complete horror set. Clowns hung from the ceiling with cracking violin music. Mirrors jerked and animatronic kalons shifted on with melted faces. Dolls crawled on the floor and crying was heard. Genie breathed in the fresh air of fake guts and blood and smiled. He loved horror, he often coaxed people to enter the horror house and tried to tell his boss that it could be their big break. Sadly, he is always let down. He loved fear, how it makes someone work their best. That was his philosophy, but one thing was for sure: never use it for your own advantage. He loves horror and how it gets your blood running, he loves the slow build up and not the jump scares, never knowing if something will get you. His thoughts on horror were the way people can scare and remember them... It was hard to explain, but it felt right. He cuddled a doll. It was screaming and he just laughed. "Someday... Everyone will know about you. I just hope no one gets hurt..". and with that he left the tent and turned of the lights and animatronics. He sped off on his bike and someone knew entered the tent. They gasped and felt the doll latch on their leg. They shivered. And then, the clowns started to laugh.
(529/600)
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