| Better sleep with one eye open
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| Better check the doors again
|
| Murderers will swarm you now
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| Avoid the strangers, fear the friends
|
| Enemies in numbers march
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| Half a man in half a house
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| Black betrayer, incest pig
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| Treachery, the mob is on
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| Don’t you even make me say it
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| What’s on my mind is murder and torture
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| I could never hurt you slowly enough
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| You’ll only be safe in your grave
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| Lie force-feeder counterfeit
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| My hands around your throat
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| Shining weapon, alibi
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| Mask, disguise, windows smashed
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| Upstairs creeping, breaking sweat
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| Bedroom open, blade comes down
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| Your blood all over me
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| Laughter, cutting, bleed to death
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| Don’t you even make me say it
|
| What’s on my mind is murder and torture
|
| I could never hurt you slowly enough
|
| You’ll only be safe in your grave
|
| Better sleep with one eye open
|
| Better check the doors again
|
| Murderers will swarm you now
|
| Avoid the strangers, fear the friends
|
| Enemies in numbers march
|
| Half a man in half a house
|
| Black betrayer, incest pig
|
| Treachery, the mob is on. |