| The gloom crept up from all around
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| Waving hands, I batted it down
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| Once I see it there’s no stopping
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| I cry and shake, my fists are knocking
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| At every door I rattle my cage
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| Through the floor some battle I wage
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| Oh I would at any old age
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| I kick and cry and read my rage
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| Oh behind doors I’m waiting
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| Under the curtain’s my shoe
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| My reflection’s celebrating
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| All of the deadly deeds it can do
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| Shadows hesitating
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| To creep in or creeping into
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| Silent time is made for waiting
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| It waits for me and for you too
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| The gloom crept up from all around
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| With waving hands, I batted it down
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| Once I see it there’s no stopping
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| I cry and shake, my fists are knocking
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| At every door I rattle my cage
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| To the floor some war I wage
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| Oh I would at any old age
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| I kick and cry and weep and rage
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| Oh behind doors I’m waiting
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| Under the curtain’s my shoe
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| My reflection’s celebrating
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| All of the deadly deeds it can do
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| Shadows hesitating
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| To creep in or creeping into
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| Silent time is made for waiting
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| It waits for me and for you too
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| While we wait as we deux
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| We hesitate but we push on through
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| With the face of me and the face of you
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| While we wait as we deux
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| The way I deux is dark and
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| The way I deux is hearkened
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| Only the way of anything that’s living
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| Only way I do what I feel fitting
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| I thought it was for my love
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| Hands on your chest, move around like
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| I thought it was for my heart
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| Icy cold eyes and a cold white sno-cone
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| I thought it was for anyone
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| Mouth on my mouth with a new wet warm tongue
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| I thought it was for anything
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| That put the shine back on the jewel in the ring
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| The way I deux is dark and
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| The way I deux is hearkened
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| Only the way of anything that’s living
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| Only way I do what I feel fitting
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| I thought it was for my love
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| Hands on your chest, move around like
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| I thought it was for my heart
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| Icy cold eyes and a cold white sno-cone
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| I thought it was for anyone
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| Mouth on my mouth with a new wet warm tongue
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| I thought it was for anything
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| We put the shine back on the jewel in the ring
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| The way I deux is dark and
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| The way I deux is hearkened
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| The way I deux is dark and
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| The way I deux is hearkened |