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The shadows dancing by the candle light |
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The walls are bleeding |
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I hear the sound of flies |
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The clock spins backward |
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But the pendulum is still |
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An antique violin laying on the shelf |
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I open up my eyes |
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I open up my eyes |
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Faint echoes left behind |
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Resounding in my mind |
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I open up my eyes |
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I feel a chill |
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I hear a rap-tap-tapping on the window |
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The bangs and clangs of chains |
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I fear them |
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Hear them drag in the shadows |
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An antique record player turned on by itself |
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And then the violin fell down from the shelf |
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The door swung open |
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But there was nobody there |
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A young girls laughter and a creaking on the stair |
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I open up my eyes |
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I open up my eyes |
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Faint echoes left behind |
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Resounding in my mind |
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I open up my eyes |
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I feel a chill |
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I hear a rap-tap-tapping on the window |
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The bangs and clangs of chains |
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I fear them |
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Hear them drag in the shadows |
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I woke up by her, still the dead of night |
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(I didn't know where I was) |
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Her arms around me while her nails dug at my heart |
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(It felt so real) |
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She twirled her fingers while she made a hissing sound |
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At first quite lovely but now growing much too loud |
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I open up my eyes |
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I open up my eyes |
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Faint echoes left behind |
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Resounding in my mind |
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I open up my eyes |
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Wake up |
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It's only a dream |
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Wake, you must awaken my dear |
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You mussn't be late for the train |
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Wake up my dear |
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Everyone's already here |
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Wake, open your eyes |
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We're waiting for you to arrive |
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Wake up my dear |
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Wake up |
