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Will you open the door
And finally set me free
But even if you do all the pain and suffering
Will come to find me
He likes to hear me scream
He likes to taste my tears
He’s coming closer
To bring back the pain and fear
I thought I killed him long ago
But he had me deceived
He hid in the shadows
He waited, and planed
Now backed into a corner
Scared and trembling I stand