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The Corner Of The Room Lyrics - Artist : Spite
I'm peering straight down at myself
In this place we are 2 of 3 We are not alone, I can sense the presence of evil I'm cold stiff, I'm petrified In the ceiling, in the wood, in the walls He hisses, he laughs, he makes himself known to me I'm shaking, he's coming close Not knowing who is real, I ask myself What do I do? What do I do? He looked into my eyes and said don't breathe |
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