A version of me crawls from under my bed
She sits on a chair with a cloud for a head
Playing me music that I've never heard
Like thousands of bats singing "your love is dead"
I can no longer carry on like this
I'm locked inside, give me the keys
Please someone let me out
I can't keep on faking it like this
I don't wanna carry on like this
Please someone help me out
A spider falls down from her hair
Forty black eyes and a smile of despair
Inside its eyes, a massage revealed
Truth is blood a knife cannot spill
I can no longer carry on like this
I'm locked inside, give me the keys
Please someone let me out
I can't keep on faking it like this
I don't wanna carry on like this
Please someone help me out
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