| Chorus:
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| You can't sleep at night, thoughts come into your head
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| Somewhere a killer is not sleeping, he wants to kill you
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| You hide your face in a pillow and you will only be distracted,
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| Again, before my eyes, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ah-her.
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| The girl was returning home from a walk, her beautiful walk attracted attention,
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| At night it's dark to return alone, but some dick in a wheelbarrow threw me home,
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| But in the entrance behind someone suddenly slammed the door and with a strong hand grabbed
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| ass.
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| E-xx-ee-e-xx-her, some bald uncle with a knife is standing in his hand.
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| He unbuttoned his pants, presses him against the wall and-a-ee her scream was heard in the silence,
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| Where are you neighbors, save, help! |
| Yes, x ** who went out there, they said, you drive,
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| And the bald man, he's not used to joking, I'll kill him, stop this cry
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| What does he want such a bastard? |
| Cuts clothes, grabs boobs!
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| But the girl knows the forbidden kick, kicking the balls of a thousand reptiles, and on the spot
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| The bald one fell, she ran away, rather into the apartment and locked the door.
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| Chorus:
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| You can't sleep at night, thoughts come into your head
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| Somewhere a killer is not sleeping, he wants to kill you
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| You hide your face in a pillow and you will only be distracted,
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| Again, before my eyes, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ah-her.
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| The heart beats faster and faster, can't catch my breath,
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| Ancestors in the country, suddenly someone began to knock on the door, bald in tattoos, it's him
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| came to get even.
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| Come on, open the door now, I’ll break it down, I’ll get you anyway,
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| I'll still get you.
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| The girl answered through tears, crying: “Okay, now I’m getting out of your mug!”
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| The kitchen knife fell on the fingers, then with the heel he slammed the balls,
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| then the meat grinder crashed on the face
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| And the fork stuck into the soft skin, the frying pan with a swing, teeth fell out.
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| Urka freak get out of here and finally hit with a stool,
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| Brains scattered across the stairwell, eyes rolled under the neighbor's rug!!!
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| Come on! |
| Come on! |
| Come on! |
| Come on! |
| Killer! |
| Levers Machines are introduced to you
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| thriller!
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| Oh ** th! |
| The dude got into a quail, the ambulance won't pick up a f**k!
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| Bald freak - punctured hands, ready to fuck even the dumbest bitch,
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| But there is definitely a God - the killer is punished, a request to the residents - remove this meat ...
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ahh, a bald man in tattoos.
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| Ah-her. |