| Hey mom, there’s something in the backroom
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| Hope it’s not the creatures from above
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| You used to read me stories
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| As if my dreams were boring
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| We all know conspiracies are dumb
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| What if people knew that these were real?
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| Leave my closet door open all night
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| I know the CIA would say
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| «What you hear is all hearsay»
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| Wish someone would tell me what was right
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| Up, all night long
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| And there’s something very wrong
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| And I know it must be late
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| Been gone since yesterday
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| I’m not like you guys
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| I’m not like you
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| I am still a skeptic, yes, you know me
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| Been best friends and will be 'til we die
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| And I got an injection
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| Of fear from the abduction
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| My best friend thinks I’m just telling lies
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| Alright
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| Up, all night long
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| And there’s something very wrong
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| And I know it must be late
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| Been gone since yesterday
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| I’m not like you guys
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| I’m not like you
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| Dark and scary, ordinary
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| Explanation, information
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| Nice to know ya, paranoia
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| Where’s my mother? |
| Bio-father?
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| All, all night long
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| And there’s something very wrong
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| And I know it must be late
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| Been gone since yesterday
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| I’m not like you guys
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| Twelve majestic lies |