What is this cold dagger in my guts
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What's the name of this fear inside
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Like a parasite it feeds itself
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How much longer 'til it's everything?
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Turn out the lights before I enter
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And I just turn my radar on
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The only thing that seems to matter
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Is how we read between the lines
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The truth is hiding somewhere behind your words
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But your snake-tongue leads me easily astray
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Thou shalt not suffer the witch to live
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I just got to find the final proof
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Turn out the lights before I enter
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And I just turn my radar on
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The only thing that seems to matter
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Is how we read between the lines
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Scent of your betrayal in the bedroom
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Reminds me of the sweet smell of you and me
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Turn off the lights before I enter
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And I just turn my radar on
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The only thing that seems to matter
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Is how we read between the lines
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The Witch-Hunter
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| Apulanta |
