| I am the key to the lock in your house
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| That keeps your toys in the basement
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| And if you get too far inside
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| You’ll only see my reflection
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| It’s always best when the light’s off
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| I am the pick in the ice
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| Do not cry out or ring the alarm
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| You know we’re friends till we die
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| Either way you turn, I’ll be there
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| Open up your skull, I’ll be there
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| Climbing up the walls
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| It’s always best when the light is off
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| It’s always better on the outside
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| Fifteen blows to the back of your head
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| Fifteen blows to your mind
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| So lock the kids up safe tonight
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| Shut the eyes in the cupboard
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| I’ve got the smell of a local man
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| Who’s got the loneliest feeling
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| And either way you turn, I’ll be there
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| Open up your skull, I’ll be there
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| Climbing up the walls
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| Climbing up the walls
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| Climbing up the walls |