| When I was young
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| Younger Than Now
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| I went to school like always!
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| We took our bags
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| We took a trip
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| To Freddy’s pizzaria
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| There was a sign
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| «No frowns allowed»
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| We passed through glowing doorways!
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| The air was filled with not a care
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| In our world
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| Then I saw ya
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| The janitor said,
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| «Come with me, got something cool to show ya!»
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| I followed him into the back
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| Where costumes lined the walls
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| There were three others there!
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| And we sat there and stared!
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| The janitor took
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| Away our contented looks
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| He stuffed and he pushed
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| Us into wire frame suits!
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| He ran from the lot
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| While he left us to rot!
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| Camera one and two and three
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| I swear to God
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| They’re after me
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| I see the faces on the screen
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| But no where they are to be seen
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| Lock the doors and keep em shut
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| Don’t let them in, no matter what!
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| No power left; |
| an empty cup
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| Don’t let those doors Open Up!
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| For years we rotted
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| Empty shells
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| Our souls never ascending
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| Our fragile bones had fused with
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| Steal and wires never rending
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| The others have long since forgot
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| Their roots and mortality
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| I still hold tight what’s left of what was once my reality
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| I sit and I wait
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| For a change of my fate!
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| But the longer we stay
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| Brings longer dismay
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| And now we are here
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| After thirty long years!
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| We cry underneath
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| Rows of plaster-frame teeth
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| Camera one and two and three
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| I swear to God
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| They’re after me
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| I see the faces on the screen
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| But no where they are to be seen
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| Lock the doors and keep em shut
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| Don’t let them in, no matter what!
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| No power left; |
| an empty cup
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| Don’t let those doors Open Up!
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| But I must admit
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| That it is you, Mr. Schmidt
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| That brings back the pain
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| That has kept us detained
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| I think of that day
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| When my life was stripped away
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| The janitor; |
| he
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| Looks like you to me!
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| Camera one and two and three
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| I swear to God
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| They’re after me
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| I see the faces on the screen
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| But no where they are to be seen
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| I’m the one who took your lives
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| But it seems that you never died
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| Took this job to pay the bills
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| But this job might just get me killed! |