It's so late, we should be asleep,
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I think there's something tugging at the sheet.
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Pitter Patter, I can hear them on the tile.
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Sharp white teeth in a plastic smile
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In the Dark I can hear you screaming,
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Someone save us! Where can they be?
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In the Dark I can feel you bleeding,
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Someone save us! Can they see me?
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In the corner, glinting in the shadows
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Big blank eyes and a shiny rattle.
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Toy Soldier with a bloodstained bayonet
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Man-made menace, coming for our heads!
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In the Dark I can hear you screaming,
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Someone save us! Where can they be?
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In the Dark I can feel you bleeding,
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Someone save us! Can they see me?
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I hear them coming for us,
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Is something reaching for me?
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Close your eyes, bite your lips,
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Just please, don't scream.
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Eyes are rolling in, plastic on your skin,
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Tiny nails scrape, a smile across your face.
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Blood is running thin, speeding through your veins,
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No one will escape from celluloid's embrace
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In The Dark
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| Hate In The Box |
