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Too many toy in attic can make you go blind |
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But there's a lot of things to hide behind |
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There's a veil of illusions to mirror the glares |
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And to keep away the fears |
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That hide behind the stairs |
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Wow,here you are again! |
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So cool out on the burning sand |
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Will the heat fry away your fears? |
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Wait and see if I even care... |
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Have Fun |
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Now it's four past midnight and you ghosts are all out |
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There's no telling what it's all about |
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Throw them a dime and they will show you the way |
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Out of your wishing well-to heaven,or was it hell? |
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Chorus |
