Theres a wild thing in the woolshed And its keeping me awake at night A devil in the closet And a feeling Id prefer to hide He is religion He wont hear me when I cry for help He has a vision of me But I am somebody else We talk the pillow There are times when Im tied up to the fence Only talking sense Theres a mirror lake before me But Im frozen when its time to jump Its like maybe Im afraid of what Ill find When independence comes You steal my shadow You make my blood run dry We are true only when we talk the pillow There are times when Im tied up to the fence Only talking sense Did you suffer as a child Thats why you want to make me cry You are afraid of me Thats why youre so unkind You wont deny it When your child is tied up to the fence And Im only talking sense Lonely when we talk the pillow And your child is messed up in the head Im only talking sense
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