| I’m feeling up tonight for something dangerous
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| I know a place up north where no one ever goes
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| I’m picking you up in ten so raid the cabinets
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| We’ll top the liquor off, they’ll never notice
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| So call your girl and bring her friends
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| Break the lock, the fun begins
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| Here the party never ends
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| Long as we breathe oxygen
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| Turn it up a little louder 'cause no one is around here
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| This creepy little place is ours for now
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| How’d my drink fall off the counter?
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| Oh, tell me does it feel a little colder?
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| What’s that writing on the mirror?
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| Couldn’t read it any clearer
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| Somebody wants us all out of this house
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| I’m not sure that we’re alone here
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| Oh baby, could you stand a little closer?
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| Followed the staircase but it led me nowhere
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| They disappeared into the center of a wall
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| I found the doorway that leads to the cellar
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| But only after a thirty foot fall
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| Not sure where this hallway ends
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| Or my sanity begins
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| Where the hell are all my friends?
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| There were six when we walked in
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| Something’s crawling in the attic, I think I’m going manic
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| The shadow on the wall is not from me
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| One more shot before I panic
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| Oh, none of this is getting any clearer
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| I hear you calling from the bedroom, I swear I’ll come and get you
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| As soon as I remember how to breathe
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| There’s no method to the madness
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| Where is my reflection in this mirror?
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| Frozen, I’m all alone when something calls me to the study
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| I heard in my head, «Third book on the left»
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| And I find matches and a locket just for me
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| Frozen, I’m all alone (I can hear you calling)
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| When something calls me to a study
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| (I can hear you calling through the wall)
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| I heard in my head, «Third book on the left»
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| (I can hear you calling)
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| And I find matches just for me
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| (But I can’t make a sound at all)
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| Something’s crawling in the attic, I think I’m going manic
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| The shadow on the wall is closing in
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| Just when I begin to panic
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| Somehow I know the person in this locket
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| I hear you calling from the bedroom, but I don’t care to find you
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| And I’m sure we’ll never see outside again
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| There’s a method to the madness
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| And I still got these matches in my pocket
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| I don’t feel like myself 'cause right now there is someone else
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| Telling me «Behind the shelf there is gasoline» and
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| I don’t feel like myself, I don’t feel like myself
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| I don’t feel a thing
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| I don’t feel like myself 'cause right now there is someone else
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| Telling me to «pour it out over everything» and
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| I don’t feel like myself, I don’t feel like myself
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| I don’t feel a thing |