| I sense it, I feel it
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| It’s aching in my bones
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| I taste it in the air
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| Hear it in the undertones
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| The birds left, no crickets
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| The silence sings of death
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| The river set on pause
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| The storm holding it’s breath
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| No fights now, it’s a terrorize response
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| The windows all boarded
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| The deadbolts are all shot
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| You know you’re pathetic
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| 'Cause this thing can’t be stopped
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| While outside the sun shines
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| Your something’s in your head
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| You’re waiting, and waiting
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| Until you starve to death
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| No fights now, it’s a terrorize response
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| Something wicked this way comes
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| No fights now, it’s a terrorize response
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| Something wicked this way comes |