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I try and try to let them go |
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To shut them up and let the show go on |
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Smother them til they're gone |
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I go to work, they meet me there |
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With greasy jaws and I can barely think |
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Of anything but the color red |
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I know they're out there |
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Telling me to let them in |
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I'm hearing voices |
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They're shouting over and over again |
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I know they're out there |
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They always know just what to say |
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With one foot in the door |
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They've found a way in |
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I felt his eyes on me |
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He was watching me sleep |
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I felt his eyes on me |
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He was watching me sleep |
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My gaze is fixed upon the door |
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Is it my imagination or do I |
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Feel those razor-sharp eyes |
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The air is thick and dark again |
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Deadbolt is meaningless when enemies |
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Stab at me from the inside out |
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I do the best that I can |
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I know they're out there |
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Telling me to let them in |
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I'm hearing voices |
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They're shouting over and over again |
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I know they're out there |
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They always know just what to say |
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With one foot in the door |
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they've found a way in |
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Found a way |
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They're a part of me though I don't want them to be |
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Found a way |
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They're a part of me |
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I know they're out there |
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Telling me to let them in |
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I'm hearing voices |
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They're shouting over and over again |
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I know they're out there |
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Telling me to let them in |
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I'm hearing voices |
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They're shouting over and over again |
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I know they're out there |
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They always know just what to say |
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With one foot in the door |
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They've found a way in |
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I felt his eyes on me |
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He was watching me sleep |
