A box arrived this morning
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Its reason was unspoken
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It was signed and sent with deadly seal
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The box said "Do Not Open"
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It stood there in the hallway
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And arrested my attention
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I paced the floor and pondered why
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The box said "Do Not Open"
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And still I wondered,
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"Will temptation get the best of me again?"
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It was just the very thing I wasn't
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Wishin' to be ownin'
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A package sent to Waseley Hills
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The box said "Do Not Open"
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Seven lonely days went by
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I wasn't really copin'
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It soon consumed my every thought -
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The box said "Do Not Open"
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And still I wondered,
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"Will temptation get the best of me again?"
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Frozen there in terror, I
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Could hardly have been hopin'
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Through an omen of my comin' doom,
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The box said "Do Not Open"
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An image of repulsion
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I saw the premonition
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It filled my frightened mind and still,
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The box said "Do Not Open"
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And still I wondered,
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"Will temptation get the best of me again?"
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I couldn't stand the torture
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And approached the thing in question
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I ripped away the seal
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The box, it lay there open
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And there I was, a sorry man
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All doubled up and chokin'
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With bleedin' hands and withered nails,
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The box, it lay there open
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And it looks like
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Temptation got the best of me again
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The Box
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| The Coral |
