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Where I (They) Go
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I have room where I am safe and sound
Hours spent to ensure no edges, all was round
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No ropes to bind, no locks, no chains
A table and chair is all it contains
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When the feeling starts I shut myself in
But my room wobbles and starts to spin
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I paid for my sin when I didn't heed
Light comes to me bending like a reed
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The curves flatten and I pull at my hair
Lock the door and crouch on the chair
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Angles for spirits and demons to squeeze by
I am asleep dreaming and this is all a lie
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Horrible red things with mangled faces
The spawn from hell and other worse places
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Their tails wrapped around my neck choking
Then run through my head tearing and poking
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I hear from within sounds of horrible pain
They know, absolute, complete is their reign
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They see, they hear, nothing else matters
What they say leaves my soul in tatters
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Look once maybe twice make sure I'm alone
Shadows are gone now back to their home
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Left me a canvas, a temptation to inspire
Tear it to shreds then throw it into the fire
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20 April 2008
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