| Just after midnight, they are bringing me my pills
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| Just after midnight, lights are out… at black hill
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| But they don’t know me… they don’t know me at all
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| Tonight pills will be chills will be kills
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| Waiting in the dark, I cannot take another night
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| Waiting in the dark, I cannot take it anymore
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| If I don’t take my medication, they will all be here
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| But I think I fooled them, I think… i'm in the clear
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| «nursie» doesn’t know… this is her last night
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| She even brought the key, that’s gonna set me free
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| Waiting in the dark, I cannot take another night
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| Waiting in the dark, I cannot take it anymore
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| Tonight I’m taking her instead
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| My hands are so much stronger
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| Than her isty-bitsy little head
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| Empty eyes are staring at the wall
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| I cannot hear her breathing anymore
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| I’m looking for the key in her hand
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| That bluish little hand
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| Running through the empty halls of this forgotten
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| Place
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| Unlocking doors… that never opens
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| But now I’ve got the key… the key to freedom
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| And I’m unlocking doors that never should be opened
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| Waiting in the dark, I cannot take another night
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| Waiting in the dark, I cannot take it anymore
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| 6,6,6 miles… i've been running through the woods
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| 6,6,6 miles… and now before me, the cemetery gates
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| I climb the gate between life and death
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| I walk upon the moonlit graves
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| I’m home |