| I watch them through their windows
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| And I stalk them in the street
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| Oh, they don’t see me
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| I take them home as trophies
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| They keep me company
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| Oh, they don’t see me
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| I would rather be a monster than a fool
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| I’m hungry and I’ve come for you
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends
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| They built these brittle walls in vain
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| They fear my face
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| They know my name
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends
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| Yeah, I watch them through their windows
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| And I stalk them in the street
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| Oh, they don’t see me
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| They satisfy my hunger
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| I wait 'til they’re asleep
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| Oh, they don’t see me
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| I call this chaos «order»
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| I call this carnage «peace»
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| Oh, they don’t see me
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| I’m gonna grab them by their fragile throats
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| They cower at my feet
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| As I start to feed
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| I would rather be a monster than a fool
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| I’m hungry and I’ve come for you (oh)
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends (yeah)
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends (yeah)
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| They built these brittle walls in vain
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| They fear my face
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| They know my name
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends
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| Their blood, my water
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| I will never have enough
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| I will drink of this destruction
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| I am summoning the flood (summoning the flood)
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends (yeah)
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends (yeah)
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| They built this filthy hall in vain
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| They fear my face
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| They scream my name
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| There’s a pile of bones in the corner that I call friends |