| He’s chasing you down the alleys of death
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| Where many have died, and where you will breathe your final breath
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| Your pulse starts to quicken, blood runs to your head
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| You start to feel sick by the thought of becomin dead
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| Scream murder, he’s coming for you
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| Blade in his hand, he knows what to do, yeah
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| Scream murder, what can you do?
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| No one to help, it’s just him and you
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| He brings harm to your senses of fear
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| A feeling that will not disappear, as the bells of midnight toll
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| Where can you run to? |
| Where can you hide?
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| This feeling has built up inside
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| He’s gonna take it all away!!!
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| How his alley resembles the morgue
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| Can you hear the pounding of the doors?
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| That is his house, he’s gonna get you today
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| Scream murder! |
| The last words you say
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| Scream murder, he’s coming for you
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| Blade in his hand, he knows what to do, yeah
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| Scream murder, what can you do?
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| No one to help, it’s just him and you
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| H’s gonna get you! |
| Alright!
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| No!!! |
| No!!! |
| Get away!!!
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| No!!! |
| No!!! |
| No!!! |