| Why am I so scared
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| That the shadows on the wall from yesterday…
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| I turn and tell my dad
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| I saw ghosts in the park wooing girls with cakes
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| And their moms are scared
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| 'Cause they haven’t been home in two or three days
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| Wind blows trees through the tops of my hair
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| I saw wolves in the fog, I can see through the rain
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| Oh, man and things have changed
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| In the snow filled lakes where there used to be waves
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| I feel deranged
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| They’re building beaches inside so it’s sunny on me
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| I don’t know, I think it’s strange
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| 'Cause I know we met before but I cannot place it
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| I don’t know if there’s any real danger
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| But the creatures all know that it’s safer in the dark
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| Why am I so scared
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| Of explosions going off just any old way
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| I turn, ask is it really that bad
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| They say we’ve much bigger problems, we got wolves on the plain
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| And they left their den 'cause of cracks in the pipes through the murky graves
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| They’re running just as fast as the hares
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| They say you shouldn’t leave a place if you can eat there
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| Oh, man, and things have changed
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| In the snow filled lakes where there used to be waves
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| I feel deranged
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| They’re building beaches inside so it’s sunny on me
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| I don’t know, I think it’s strange
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| 'Cause I know we met before but I cannot place it
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| I don’t know if there’s any real danger
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| But I’m alright if you’re alright
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| I’m alright if you’re alright, man
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| She cuts her diamonds so they
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| Look like a decoy lover
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| Many have fine costumes but they’re not like mine
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| He said I’d kiss you, sometimes I
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| Don’t wanna kiss you, don’t mean I
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| Don’t like to kiss you, just means these lips are mine
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| He just don’t jerk and he just don’t work and
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| He got wrapped up in loving but
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| We opened him just in time
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| He said don’t make your problems my funny problems
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| Because I’ve got problems but I’ll cover them up in time
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| Don’t make your troubles my funny troubles
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| Because I’ve got troubles
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| Why we talk about 'em all the time
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| Like crocodiles sometimes I wanna eat him
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| Sometimes I just wanna meet him for a
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| Good meal but to eat you better win so loud
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| Like crocodiles sometimes he just wanna basement
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| Sometimes, man, he can never take it when he
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| Do not look at you but deep inside it’s fine, thinking about
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| Torture
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| Don’t let it get you down
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| There’s other ways to fight
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| Torture
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| I hope it gets you 'round
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| Shaking it off with me
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| Man, now don’t get too freaky on me |