Where are you hiding
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Now who am I fighting
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What I can't see that's what I fear
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Some kind of weirdo
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Whell thats what I'm scared off
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I feel your spycotic stare
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The face of my enemy
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Let me see
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The face of my enemy
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Under the surface
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Your purpose to hurt us
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Is spawned by fanatical fire
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Is it concieved
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By relegious belief
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Or some kind of pervert desire
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Who are you
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The face of my enemy
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Someone behind you
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Beside you around you
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The neighbor next door
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Or the loner upstairs
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Rising suspection
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Devilish mission
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I know you're out there somewhere
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Your wraith is your weapon
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Your hatefully driven
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As fast as the speed of your pain
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Something compells you
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There's something that tells you
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That someone should suffer the same
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[Chorus]
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Face Of My Enemy
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Pretty Maids |