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Superstition creeps within |
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They alter what we hold in our perception |
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Our subconscious stores the clues |
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To what is in our mind and what is real [Pre-Chorus:] |
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No one knows the reason |
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No one has the key |
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To unlock the door of this mystery |
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Will we ever find out? |
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Will we ever see? |
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What's behind the curtain of perplexity? [Chorus:] |
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So many things in life we just can't explain |
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There is so much that's still unclear |
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If we dare to enter the forbidden zone |
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We'd no longer feel the fear of the unknown |
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Images of the unseen |
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Wander through our imagination |
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It's all so strange, the wonder of it all |
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Our hopes and fears, the rise and falls [Repeat Pre-Chorus & Chorus] |
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This unseen power mystifies the hour |
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Transforms the blue skies to red |
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The howling moon is calling |
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As the dead of night is falling |
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These spirits dance upon our souls |
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Sometimes you can feel it |
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You might not believe it; but things happen that we can't control |
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Nothing has changed |
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It's still the same |
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Unanswered questions will remain |
