| Little one
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| Steel yourself and put your raincoat on
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| With a flame in tow
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| Giant maws, they sing their hungry song
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| Look out, one thousand gazing eyes around
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| The depths of hunger tear your spirits down
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| The lady’s lies, stringing you along
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| Don’t close your eyes
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| Don’t fall asleep
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| The little nightmares will make you weep
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| Stay outta sight
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| They feast tonight
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| Little child
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| Televisions lead you through the wild
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| But can you reach the door?
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| Can you ignore?
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| Deep down you feel the shadows raging on
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| You can’t turn back, there’s nowhere you belong
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| And darkness lies, in a soul so wrong
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| Don’t close your eyes
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| Don’t fall asleep
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| The little nightmares will make you weep
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| Stay outta sight
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| They feast tonight
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| Living hands in evil lands
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| Never give into demands
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| Diagnosed with lachrymose
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| And hiding out without a plan
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| Full control with no remote
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| Every mind away from home
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| You’ll never see what he will be
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| When his fate is set in stone
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| Don’t close your eyes
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| Don’t fall asleep
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| The little nightmares make you weep
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| Stay outta sight
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| They feast tonight (tonight) |