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The Puppet Show


When fear and darkness takes lights throne, you creep upstairs in bed you go And when you think you're safe asleep, he let's you know you're not alone In your head is where he goes, he'll haunt your dreams and pull your throat The puppeteer of all that sees will pull the strings and take control Beyond the hills is where you're taken Helpless souls were not mistaken The audience will let you know when time is right to start the show
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