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Oh, dark night, |
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Darker than thee, |
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Such a dark dark night, |
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Dark for Halloween, |
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And the torches, |
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Torches burning bright, |
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And Molly doesn't float, |
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On this dark dark night. |
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But what is all this liquid, |
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All inside my brain, |
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Swooping around like indoor rain, |
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That evening I was the rocks, |
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The moon shone right through me, |
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Lit up the ripples, |
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In the sea. |
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Oh, dark night, |
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Darker than thee, |
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All cables on the ground, |
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And children up all night, |
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Down in the village, |
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Young girl burning bright, |
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And no moonlight, |
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On this dark dark night. |
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That evening I was the rocks, |
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The moon shone right through me, |
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Lit up the ripples in the sea, |
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But what if all the liquid, |
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All inside my brain, |
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Starts leaking out when starts the pain? |
