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There came a time I'd had all I could take |
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Life on the edge, my mind about to break |
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Parents said they'd warned me and my friends said |
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It's a shame |
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Doctor said the stress was playing tricks upon my brain |
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Doctor he told me I had to get away |
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Climbed a jet liner, bound for the UK |
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Resting in the countryside, L.A. far behind |
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Something deep inside was playing tricks in side my mind |
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Tricks inside my mind |
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There in the wall it lay throughout the years |
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Pages of secrets, the source of all their fears |
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Hidden reasons, flashing eyes, something isn't right |
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What can you do when you're running out of sight |
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Hiding from the light |
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Nightmares waken me at night |
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Shadows hiding from the night |
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[Solos: Kenny Andrews / Chet Thompson / Kenny Andrews / Chet Thompson] |
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Old parchment pages that crack when opened wide |
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There in the Black Book the magic came alive |
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Hidden reasons, flashing eyes, something isn't right |
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What can you do when you're hiding out of sight |
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Welcoming the night |
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Shadows waken me at night |
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See the Black Book come alive |
