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Screaming, screaming, screaming. |
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Is these something you want, |
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Is these something you need, |
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Come in through the back door, |
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When everyone is asleep. |
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Shut up in a box, |
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Tied up with ribbons, |
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But now the box is breaking and, |
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All my senses leaving me and : |
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Screaming, screaming, screaming. |
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Light from the bathroom, |
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Leaks under the door, |
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Crawls over the covers and, |
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Touches the pillow, |
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I feel you breath, slow on my neck, |
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And then the room starts spinning and, |
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All my life is flashing past and : |
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Screaming, screaming, screaming. |
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Screaming, screaming, screaming. |
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Can you keep a secret, will it stay in your head, |
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Or well I hear repeated all the things that I've said, |
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I've locked this box, torn up these ribbons, |
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But I still feel empty and, |
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Oh my life is flashing past and : |
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Screaming, screaming, screaming. |