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1x Face Forward - (0:06)
2x The Tools of the Trade - (2:12)
3x Music Box 🎵 - (2:54)
4x Player 2 Has Left the Game... - (3:57)

FACE FORWARD
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Face forward.
You prayed before it.
But it's not here. It's gone, dear...
...for the Lost who sing at night are on their way.

A fake forest.
You paid me for it,
But it's not here. It's gone, dear.
Now the Lost who sing at night
stand on your grave.

What does he want?
Does he? Does it?
What does he - what could he - would he owe?
What could he owe?

THE TOOLS OF THE TRADE
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Cascade of evidence
wildly splayed on the floor.
A mélange of DNA.
And I don't even know what half of this is for.
The tools of the trade?

And by the way you look at me,
I'm guessing this whole scene
is something I'm not meant to see -
and for that, I'm sorry.
But once again, I don't even know what half of this is for.
The tools of the trade.

MUSIC BOX 🎵
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Dream, Hammer Brother, dream.
The floor's about to fall away,
and that will have to be okay.
You're leaving.
Elevator down into believing.
Fight your way back to the ground.

Dream, Hammer Brother, dream.
Flying high above the Earth.
(Just P-Wings for what it's worth.)
You're leaving.
Elevator up into believing
In a Koopa of enormous girth.

Someone saved your life tonight.
Wave Good Day to Bullet Bill.
The music box will never stop.
It never has, and it never will... 🎵

PLAYER 2 HAS LEFT THE GAME...
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Back from where we came.
We're high now, but much the same.

(Let our mind lead the way.)
May our hands be still.
(Let our aim be true.)
And with all my heart I will.

(Let the pines lead the way.)
Lay out fresh our kill.
(Let the wood speak true.)
And with all my heart I will!

Back from where we came.
They're gone now.
Just up and left the game.


(Produced by Shawn 34 for 2-Liter Records)