[Verse]

(Grace)

My first fuck were on stage
And that's not weird to me at all
Because that was where I lived!
There also used to be somebody else
Who plays
Who would glide across the stage
With beautiful truth, and a feather headpiece!
And she. Was. Me
And, as we all know
All work, and no play, leaves you
Broken down, wild eyed, and hallucinating
In a crumbling haunted hotel...