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My version of "Sandpaper". (A few small differences from the current lyric-interrpretation; as well as corrected grammar.)

A cat scratch,
A whiplash,
A witch hunt in black...
Sandpaper.

Sandpaper tears up my skin,
Grinding the sin away.
Little soul, my heart it scrapes,
Grabbing the soul, it bleeds ahead.

Abrasive wounds that never heal,
Bleeding emotions are hard to feel.
Evasive sounds of truth is calling,
Model your primal skills for me.

Something happens when the dark meets the light,
Something happens when you start up the fight,
Something happens when the sun turns to grey,
Something happens when you scare the monsters away.

A cat scratch,
A whiplash,
A witch hunt in black...
Sandpaper.

Flesh paper burns to the bone,
Melting away without a moan.
Blowtorch my brain away,
There¡¯s nothing left for me to play.

You're ruining all that I¡¯ve become,
Taking and breaking all that I've won.
To kill the thoughts within my mind,
Bleeding and feeding what I might find.

Something happens when the dark meets the light,
Something happens when you start up the fight,
Something happens when the sun turns to grey,
Something happens when you scare the monsters away.

Something happens when the dark meets the light,
Something happens when you start up the fight,
Something happens when the sun turns to grey,
Visions happened that scare us away.

Something happens when the dark meets the light,
Something happens when you start up the fight,
Something happens when the sun turns to grey,
Something happens when you scare the monsters away.

A cat scratch,
A whiplash,
A witch hunt black...
Sandpaper.

Sandpaper.

A cat scratch,
A whiplash,
A witch hunt in black...
Sandpaper.

Sandpaper.

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Sandpaper
Fozzy



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