| You don’t look like you belong here
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| Did you pinch yourself to see
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| If you’d wake up from a nightmare
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| Or could you still be asleep?
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| I tell myself it’s all a dream
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| And monsters are not all they seem
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| You took a fall into the Maw
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| Where hunger’s always peaking
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| All we got for cargo
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| Are the meats for feasting
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| Lots of chomping jaws
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| And rotten teeth for eating
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| Button up your coat
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| This submarine is leaking
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| I’m stuck in a dungeon with some ugly company
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| Watching me hungrily, stumbling bumbling
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| Thundering after me, clutching their cutlery
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| Ducking and jumping, they’re above and under me
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| All of 'em wanna just smother and butter me
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| Gut me and dunk me in gravy to cover me
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| Hide in a cupboard, but not in the oven
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| I don’t wanna go in that pot they got bubbling
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| Could I be sleeping? |
| Cuz I don’t feel slumbery
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| Tumble through tunnels, they’re gonna discover me
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| I’m on a boat but there’s not any luxury
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| All that I got is my cunning to comfort me
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| If I get lucky somebody will come for me
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| Time I depart from my prison under the sea
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| Take me away where the sun is abundant
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| And give me sum grub that I honestly wanna eat
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| Cuz I’m fed up with the stuff I’ve been stomaching
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| Sick of this scum, my tummy is grumbling
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| Should I succumb to my hunger, I’m wondering
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| Will I become a victim of gluttony?
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| This nightmare ain’t over
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| I watch my window for the morning sun
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| I know when it’s over
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| I’ll just be hungry for another one
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Gluttony has overrun
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Wonder where you’re coming from
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Do you know what you’ll become?
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| (You'll become, you’ll become)
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| Are you hungry for another one?
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| Oh mirror mirror, how the face you show disgusts me
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| Find me a child whose youth my heart is hungry
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| Your vanity will eventually lead to your demise
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| Humanity — a profanity, under your watchful eyes
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| How can it be, who sent for me, a better question — why?
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| At the end of these dreadful fantasies, I hope the sun will rise
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| But until the sun is up we’d better greet our guests
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| With a wonderful buffet where all the meat is fresh
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| They don’t even need to eat, this is so grotesque
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| At least I’m not alone, I hope the Nomes know best
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| Hey — follow us and you might make it alive
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| Even though not many of us survive
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| Give me a hug, tell me it’s alright
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| Whatever you do, just stay out of sight
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| Powerful eyes watch all the time
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| Don’t ever step in the light that they shine
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| We’ll give you something for your appetite
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| The number Six is the end of the line
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| This nightmare ain’t over
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| I watch my window for the morning sun
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| I know when it’s over
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| I’ll just be hungry for another one
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Gluttony has overrun
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Wonder where you’re coming from
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Do you know what you’ll become?
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| (You'll become, you’ll become)
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| Are you hungry for another one?
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| I’ve never been easily frightened
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| By the worst in all my dreams
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| What once was a Little Nightmare
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| Is bursting at the seams
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| As I try to get by, their eyes stare
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| Feel them burning into me
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| Did they come to have a good time here
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| Or were they forced to feed?
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| Stomach is turning
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| And churning with greed
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| Has someone cursed me
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| I’m yearning to eat
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| Need something fresher
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| Than bread or dead meat
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| I want it to squirm in my teeth!
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| This nightmare ain’t over
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| I watch my window for the morning sun
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| I know when it’s over
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| I’ll just be hungry for another one
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Gluttony has overrun
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Wonder where you’re coming from
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| (Hungry for another one)
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| Do you know what you’ll become?
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| (You'll become, you’ll become)
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| Are you hungry for another one? |