She leaves the room like a splinter from its wound
Good grief, what a sigh of relief, thought we were doomed
Yeah, we can drop our guard, we can lay down our arms
âTil that spectre resurrects her charms
Thereâs a fire in my belly ignited by a match made in hell
I remember you undressed and dancing in your underwear
Oh, I know what they say, oh, I know that itâs true
We are our own authors of our own misfortune
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Strangled by the hands of time
I dangle from a string of dreams
Where youâre on loop
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I hate to say I told you so
But I knew Iâd never let you go
Donât look back because the past is a wilderness of horrors
Big bad wolves and gangs of ghouls occupy the forest
And the man upstairs, he wonât answer your prayers
But the devilâs on your level, yeah heâll always be there
Reader beware, youâre in for a scare
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Strangled by the hands of time
I dangle from a string of dreams
Where youâre on loop
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Rewind, replay
Rewind, replay
I hate to say I told you so
But I knew Iâd never let you go
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I hate to say I told you so
But I knew Iâd never let you go