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| Walkin' to my friend Dave's house. Cold, dark night. Ghouls are aflight. When from behind a bush, Dave jumps, with a whoosh. Can you stop freaking me out? I'm scared enough here in the dark, and I can't see past my eyes. Past my eyes. Called over to my friend Dave's house. April first, and Daves on the prowl. My friend broke his nose. We come over, he says April fools. Can you stop freaking me out? I'm scared enough here in the dark, and I can't see past my eyes. Past my eyes. Can you imagine all the horrid things I see when I close my eyes> With my over-active imagination, it's no big suprise that when I'm waling late at night, all-alone, by myself with people jumping out of nowhere I worry about my health. Can you imagine all the horrid things I see when I close my eyes> With my over-active imagination, it's no big suprise that when I'm waling late at night, all-alone, by myself with people jumping out of nowhere I worry about my health. And when I'm old, and done rocking out.. I'll look back with a smile. And remember Dave, and Kellie, Chris, and miss those days. And I hope I'll have a collection stacked ten and twenty feet high of pictures, letters papers, tape to remember them by. Can you stop freaking me out? I'm scared enough here in the dark, and I can't see past my eyes. Past my eyes. Can you stop freaking me out? I'm scared enough here in the dark, and I can't see past my eyes. Past my eyes. |
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