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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eloise Dream
Eloise Dream
Performer
Rob Campoy
Rob Campoy
Performer
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Rob Campoy
Rob Campoy
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Lost in thought Of the time you brought Me to heaven As your stow away There were rats picking scabs As I lay trapped on my back Like a sick turtle Whose shell will break These waif, sickened lads Dressed in chic new fads Are getting younger As we grow old and gray We somehow get worse Still we can't seem to reverse And get it back All that time we waste Find me here, my angel I'm your stow Your stow away It'll be sublime if you'll find the time To take me away Find me here, my angel I'm your stow Your stow away I'll lay undisturbed With frankincense and myrrh And while While away with you So, I'll stick to the rails My lithe frame weak and frail You're getting stronger Look at your bulging veins They've put it to me I'm the last face you see So you dip your toes In mediocrity You thought you had vast Swaths of talent and cash Let me confide That this time will pass Then they took me aside And said with misguided pride I would stay seated This never ending ride Find me here, my angel I'm your stow Your stow away It'll be sublime if you'll find the time To take me away Find me here, my angel I'm your stow Your stow away I'll lay undisturbed With frankincense and myrrh And while While away with you It's all mindless Entertainment It's all mindless Entertainment Entertainment for you
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