| I should’ve kept my eyes shut
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| But I had to go and peep
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| But when you saw what I saw
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| Well, it’s hard just to roll back to sleep
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| I would’ve kept my eyes shut
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| But I thought I heard you scream
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| And I’ve a penchant for violence
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| You don’t seem to find in a dream
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| The scene a little clearer
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| My father with a rope
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| And in the cage, centre-stage
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| It’s mother who’s destined to choke
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| And she choke and we choke
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| On the words that we wish we’d not spoke
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| Just when you felt you had someone to trust
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| Out comes the man with the dagger and cloak
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| I should’ve read the novels
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| Believed every word
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| But the stories they wrote
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| Were so different to ones that I’d heard
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| I should’ve kept my eyes shut
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| My mouth should’ve closed
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| But the mixture of vomit and blood
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| Just crept up through my nose
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| It became a little clearer
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| As soon as I awoke
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| My father stands with rope in hand
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| A screaming mother kneels in hope
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| And she hope and we hope
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| That the words that she said won’t provoke
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| A smile is removed and a petal is crushed
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| What once was a laugh has turned into a joke
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut
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| You should’ve kept your mouth shut |