| Surge hits from chapter eight
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| Head hurts from Stranger Things
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| Death brings some new names and new games
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| It mutates with new traits, we’re just bait
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| Comin' in from the Upside-Down
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| The Demogorgon’s claws coming up from the ground
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| Two friends playing cat and mouse
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| Who’s gonna make it out alive and be the last one out
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| Nancy knows everything’s better together
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| We stick together to better our chance to beat this endeavor
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| We gotta get to the generator and hope it’s not already there
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| Cause we’re not a match for this monster, if so we’re dead in the water
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| All this to expose the lies
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| One town and a parasite
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| One shot here to make it right
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| Too bad we’ll be Dead By Daylight
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| Strange
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| Feeling this way
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| Lost and found
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| Caught in the Upside-Down
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| Pop out the nails from the coffin
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| Deep down under a town called Hawkins
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| There’s a complex where they’re plotting
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| The next Armageddon, can we stop it
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| Evil’s making its way inside our minds
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| Like a synthwave line one note at a time
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| Playing it loud, can you hear the Demo cry
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| Send it back to hell, we’re not dying tonight
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| Wishing we had the rest of the crew
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| Talk about Eleven and her attitude
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| She got the force of a thousand dudes
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| Throwing cars like they’re nothing, up and through the roof
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| We’re on the menu
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| And he’s sniffing us out like we’re barbeque
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| Nancy and Steve kabobs finger food
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| Death it seems like an absolute
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| Strange
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| Feeling this way
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| Lost and found
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| Caught in the Upside-Down
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| I got a hook in the shoulder blade, feeling familiar, I know the pain
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| Somebody give me some novacaine, you try to run, but there’s no escape
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| Gone on you with the pick and roll, Demogorgon, he in sicko mode
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| Use a portal, try to chase us down, run the showers, yeah it’s really cold
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| Open your eyes, you can see the gore, running in hallways and bleeding floors
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| No second guessing, lord, I need a blessing, going for the exit, I see the doors
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| I am a fighter, man, I ain’t shook, laugh at the spires and iron hooks
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| Grabbing survivors, when it comes to staying alive, yeah I wrote the entire book
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| Y’all are shooting me, a tired look, but you gotta reach down inside of you
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| There will be things you cannot undo, you gotta do what you gotta do
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| Defeating demons in the Upside-Down and you know this whole town’ll be proud of
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| you
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| First these generators need a lot of work, so we gotta keep moving without ado
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| Totems are made out of bones, yeah
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| You gotta stay on your toes, yeah
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| Or you will be bleeding from your chest
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| Inner-city kids are getting no rest
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| Creeping in the fog, I can never see him
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| Scratches on the walls, scratches on the ceiling
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| On the top floor you can hear 'em screaming
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| Been here before, that’s why I’m feeling
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| Strange (I can feel it)
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| Feeling this way
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| Lost and found
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| Caught in the Upside-Down |