Death
Stupid girl, stupid girl
Don’t close your eyes tonight
For he is watching silently.
If you close your eyes
He’ll wind his icy hands
Around your throat tonight.
And little by little
Your soul with die
And you will be no more.
So don’t close your eyes tonight
Stupid girl, stupid girl
For he is watching closely.
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