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Cats and crows are in your locker |
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Eyeless and trapped in a dark room |
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The tension is growing, they keep a-knocking |
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When you're gonna give them bones |
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When you're gonna give them rays of light |
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Trouble dolls are in your closet |
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Curious and trapped in a dark room |
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Hungry and cold and they keep a-knocking |
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When you're gonna crack their bones, |
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Will you ever give them rays of light? |
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Even in death you won't catch my breath |
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And now I'm waiting for a bullet, |
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Waiting for a bullet, |
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Waiting for a bullet |
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I feel so alive |
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Waiting for a bullet, |
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Waiting for a bullet, |
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Waiting for a bullet |
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I feel so alive |
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Waiting for a bullet, |
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Waiting for a bullet, |
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Waiting for a bullet |
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I feel so alive |
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When you're gonna crack my bones, |
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Will you ever give me rays of light? |
