holds us like a phantomIt touches like a

turn nasty now, the dusts of HellA pillar of

like I've fallen out of bed from a long

hurt me, don't haunt meDon't hurt me, don't haunt meDon't

get any big ideasThey're not gonna happenYou paint yourself

let out of the bottleIt is now the witching

pitch darkI go walking in your landscapeBroken branchesTrip me

Been thinking about youYour records a hitYour eyes are on my

drown my beliefsTo have your babiesI'll dress like your

no one's ever told myself wellI know I shouldGoing: "I'll

get any big ideasThey're not gonna paint your

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When you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're just

you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're

you were here beforeCouldn't look me in the eyeI'm

I hate these flaming curtains they're not the color of your

get the stink offHe's been hanging 'round for daysComes

slip awayI slipped on a little white

I'm gonna stain the walls with your children’s cryWhat do you

could you stop the noise?I'm trying to get some