| I’ve got a monster in my closet
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| Someone’s underneath my bed
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| The wind’s knocking at my window
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| I’d kill it but it’s already dead
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| It waits till the midnight hour to come
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| To torture me for the wrong i’ve done
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| it just sits there and stares me And it won’t let me get any sleep
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| At first I was scared when
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| I looked at his eyes
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| But now that I know him I’m not that surprised
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| I’m just waiting on the sun to rise
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| Oh how I wish that old sun would rise
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| I used to wonder why he looked familiar
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| Then I realized it was a mirror
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| And now it is plain to see,
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| The whole time the monster was me Yeah Mmm The living dead
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| Only thing that could bring it back alive, Woman
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| Is some good good head
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| (Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha) |