| Lightning outside my window
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| Shines on her face
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| Nightmares are my specialty
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| She is my latest case
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| Every time she goes to sleep
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| She dreams of death and pain
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| I will help you, don’t you weep
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| I'll cure your damaged brain
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| You will have to sign here
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| Safety first
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| You OK with brain drilling?
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| Safety first
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| She is sleeping terrified,
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| Screaming in her bed
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| I will steal her bad dreams through
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| Wires in her head
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| Silver bullet loaded gun will
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| Sing them lullaby
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| Pull the trigger and it's done —
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| That's how nightmares die!
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| Pockets filled with spare bullets
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| Safety first
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| Sleeping pills are non allergic
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| Safety first
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| Our heads are connected
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| Our dreams are intertwined
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| I'm ready, I welcome
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| The horrors of her mind
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| The moment of transfer
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| I'm doing as rehearsed
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| A shame I forgot to
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| Switch off the safety first
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| Lightning outside my window
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| Outshouts my screams
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| I have suffered all these years
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| Hosting her bad dreams
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| Every time I go to sleep
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| I dream of death and pain
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| Silver bullets that I keep
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| Will cure my damaged brain
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| Check if no one is around
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| Safety first
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| Point the gun and pull a trigger
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| Safety first |