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The fuzzy sound of night, Emits from my window pane The creature of the dark, Who was thought to be slain Has come to creep again Here he comes, here he lurks Between our houses, Between our nooks Through our minds, And through our souls He changes whats inside you, And turns you dead and cold Don’t let his darkness grab a hold Because once he has you He will never let go Those thoughts will **** you, Don’t ya know So hold on to someone And never let go He creeps, he crawls Four legs, sprawled He’s slow, he’s quick He’ll get you in a jiff Don’t turn your back Then we’ll hear the crack And know that you have given in To the creature within
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Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 1:51 AM UTC
The Creature
The fuzzy sound of night, Emits from my window pane The creature of the dark, Who was thought to be slain Has come to creep again Here he comes, here he lurks Between our houses, Between our nooks Through our minds, And through our souls He changes whats inside you, And turns you dead and cold Don’t let his darkness grab a hold Because once he has you He will never let go Those thoughts will **** you, Don’t ya know So hold on to someone And never let go He creeps, he crawls Four legs, sprawled He’s slow, he’s quick He’ll get you in a jiff Don’t turn your back Then we’ll hear the crack And know that you have given in To the creature within
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Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 1:51 AM UTC
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