Flies come around tonight, can you hear themI'm falling apart
Look behind, see my shadowIt's telling me to run awaySit
There's a hole in the groundWhere they place all the
Open up and let it inIt's like the coming of
How can you think I'm holding onLosing my grip now
Take a step inside and recognizeThis isn't what it seemsPeople
If I was ever to runBack to the place I
Hear all the words trickling nowThe looks on your faces
There is nothing anybody can doSo when it comes near
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