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# Shotgun Shag
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I'm leaning on the fog
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While it's slowly surrounding me.
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I hear the dog growling in the dark,
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And I'm not driving here. (and I'm not driving here)
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The vulture's sitting on the rooftop and hungry staring at the future of mine.
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Bloodcurdling he shrieks, from time to time,
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It's getting absolutely hollow outside.
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(It's getting absolutely hollow outside)
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When the fog circle is getting closed
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Leaving me the only option to pass through the house
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The little shotgun shack at the world's end
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The whole neighborhood is dead
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I don't even need to break-in
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The wooden door swings creaking
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And sometimes reveals the key
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To what's inside, awaiting me
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Millions of fleshless hands
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Trying to grab me from behind
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And once I've given up on struggling
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Someone is pushing me so tight
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It's so familiar touch that makes me stop looking around
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The seen is getting too subfusc and I'm left to succumb
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It’s better outside
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It’s better outside
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It’s better outside
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It’s better out side
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Please pull me back
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Someone pull me back
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Someone put me back
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When or where I dindn’t have to
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Yell yell yell yell
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Just to be heard or to break through
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Swell swell swell swelling death bloom
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Recognize me no more
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I’ve fleed
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At least I’ve tried
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Something’s pulling me
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Something’s pulling me
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Something’s pulling me
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Something’s pulling me
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Someones’s pushing me
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I am so tired
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Every step is sagging when I'm putting my weight on it
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And the little cloud of dust is escorting the creaking sound.
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Suddenly my eye got caught by a rotten peace of wood
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That used to be a handmade railing, I remember how I would
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Slide down while no one could see me cause it was already staggering
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But I couldn't veil the fact when the little woden bugger
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Landed right between my hand and myself. I don't remember
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What was more scary to admit that I broke a hand or railing
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