EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW yeah
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There is a house in the distance, haunted by the brain and soul,
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captivate the causes, blackness walking down the road
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I've been there before, I'm sac-religious, she's a whore
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Falling from the nest, shes got a rope around her neck,
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Hell no, I won't go, I won't go into the house alone
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I don't know what I've been told,
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Someone has resided there a hundred years old
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There's a memory inside me, It makes me feel so cold
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Someone running in the distance, graceless, best, shot and sold,
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I found a whole new resistance, ghost of hunger, hide and wait
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standing at the entrance, are you coming or is it too late?
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Hell no, I won't go, I won't go into the house alone
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I don't know what I've been told,
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Someone has resided there a hundred years old
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now take your soul when you get home,
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kill your parents like you've been told
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hell no I won't go....
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The House
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Michale Graves |