| I come from down in the catacombs of the opera house.
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| I hide my face while I long for her.
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| While I long for her lovely voice.
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| I long for her lovely voice.
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| Her lovely voice. |
| her lovely voice.
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| She sings la da da da.
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| Through every crack the voice of an angel.
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| She doesn’t know who I am, for I am a ghost.
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| Oh, I am a ghost to her.
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| She doesn’t know who I am and she never will
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| Unless I can make her believe.
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| I’ve gotta make her believe in the darker side of me.
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| So I ask her…
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| Take my hand and follow me on this journey to the underworld.
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| How I want her to want me.
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| Her soaring voice carries into my mind.
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| I’m gonna take her away,
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| With me she will stay forever.
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| Don’t deny me, understand that I am a monster.
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| I am a monster.
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| Won’t you come with me now?
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| She doesn’t know who I am,
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| For I am a ghost.
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| Oh, I am a ghost to her.
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| She doesn’t know who I am, and she never will
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| Unless I can make her believe.
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| In me, in me, in me…
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| This face is deceitful when it smiles,
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| It doesn’t show how desperate I am inside.
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| So come with me and we’ll go,
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| Believe in me and I’ll show you who I am.
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| So you can see the man behind the monster that I am.
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| Fighting my identity, I’ll come take you away.
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| She doesn’t know who I am,
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| For I am a ghost to her.
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| She doesn’t know who I am and she never will.
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| No she never, never will believe. |
| believe in me… |