| There is something in the blackwoods
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| Going in cannot be good
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| All these branches pull me in
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| Notify my next of kin
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| I smell the death tonight
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| It makes me feel so scared, uneasy
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| The darkness blinds the sight
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| There’s something mighty dark in this wood
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| Everybody has gone home
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| I can hear the demons come
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| I smell the death tonight
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| It makes me feel so scared, uneasy
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| The darkness blinds the sight
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| There’s something mighty dark in this wood
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| I have come to far and there is no way I can go back
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| People tell me I should live my life wanting to attack
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| But I don’t know if I can manage hurting anybody
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| I’m so scared of all these trees that move around to hug me
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| I smell the death tonight
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| It makes me feel so scared, uneasy
|
| The darkness blinds the sight
|
| There’s something mighty dark in this wood
|
| I have come to far and there is no way I can go back
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| People tell me I should live my life wanting to attack
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| But I don’t know if I can manage hurting anybody
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| I’m so scared of all these trees that move around to hug me |