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Walking down the narrow street
Looking away across the creek
Sitting there and old, dead home
In the yard so many bones
All the bullets, all the knives
Everythings taken so many lives
Keep on staring something might happen
You might see an evil faction
Something moves, you just back
Mercy is one thing they all lack
If you're smart you will leave
If you stay you will soon believe
Everything there lost its fight
Once you enter you'll never see light
Now you're in you'll never get out
You'll be trapped with out a doubt
Never stop, keep on moving
No matter what you'll always be losing
For once you enter you'll be hooked
You will wish you never looked
Looking away across the creek
Sitting there and old, dead home
In the yard so many bones
All the bullets, all the knives
Everythings taken so many lives
Keep on staring something might happen
You might see an evil faction
Something moves, you just back
Mercy is one thing they all lack
If you're smart you will leave
If you stay you will soon believe
Everything there lost its fight
Once you enter you'll never see light
Now you're in you'll never get out
You'll be trapped with out a doubt
Never stop, keep on moving
No matter what you'll always be losing
For once you enter you'll be hooked
You will wish you never looked
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