Don't turn out the
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lights tonight
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I need a can of Raid
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Ants will crawl inside my ears
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and nibble on my brain
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There's something by the window
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and it wants to get inside
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and it's waiting for the dark
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so it can eat me up alive
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You never listen when I call
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I end up sleeping in the hall
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Cause you're to busy with
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important things
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You smile and say that
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you believe but
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you're not listening to me
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and now they're coming to get me
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Why don't you believe
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it's not all inside my head
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Something wants to eat me
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and it lives underneath my bed
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I gotta keep the lights on
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or I'll never get to sleep
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Cause there's something
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in this bedroom
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and it's giving me the creeps
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I try to tell you that I'm scared
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you act like you don't even care
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You just pat me on the head
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and walk away
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You're gabbing downstairs
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on the phone
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You leave me in the dark alone
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and now I'm gonna stay
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up all night
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Don't turn out the lights
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Don't Turn Out The Lights
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Screeching Weasel |