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I heard this lady telling you she was contagious, but she's a liar.I saw her at the carnival, her left arm slightly bruised, but nevertheless, she was going toevaporate.I'll save my ass.And pandemonium.She's the gas masks and stumbling by, baby.Humans are humans, soul or not.I met that lady at three O' clock on February 31st, and the detectives said her blouse was too short.The men in the cathedral were all elastic, but she liked the sound, so neither of us cared.She was going to evaporate.But fuck you- there's no July, there's no April,and plastic goes here in my stomach so the people can all see my alteration. We all get a little more terrified, quite possibly becauseit's the end of the world, and a dress is a dress.It's just a dress, dear.God knows she's at the carnival.SongtexteShe just started screaming and freaking like murder right next door.A tiny drop of blood came out of her nose, but I told her you what you'd said, and she stopped instantly, purged like a whore, and then she just...evaporated. Aus Songtexte Mania