
When I’m walking a dark road, I have a phobia, someone’s always there.
When the light begins to change, I sometimes feel a little strange, a little anxious when it’s dark..
Think your mind is playing tricks, when suddenly eyes fix, on dancing shadows from behind…
And In the mist, dark fingers move and twist, you better watch them and be quick or be dead….
When the light begins to change, I sometimes feel a little strange, a little anxious when it’s dark..
Think your mind is playing tricks, when suddenly eyes fix, on dancing shadows from behind…
And In the mist, dark fingers move and twist, you better watch them and be quick or be dead….
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