| 15 years ago I saw it coming
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| The end of things that were — what are we coming to?
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| I saw the evil, lurking in the shadows
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| Protecting me so violently — killing on a Sunday
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| And in this place of mine, you’re coming through
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| Laughing, teasing, spitting, biting — all for you
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| To sail away in darkness, is what we do
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| Never cared what others said — killing on a Sunday
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| And when we laugh — we laugh at you
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| Other minds are black, shining through
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| Always together
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| Now and forever
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| You’ll never sail this boat of evil will
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| Twisting, turning, slave of me (I pay the bill)
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| And you depend on me — it’s what you can
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| Of innocence and mockery
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| 15 years ago I saw my love
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| The end of me, but hard to see — it wasn’t all my fault
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| But here came evil — follow my path
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| Sleep with me endlessly |