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Album: Knives To The Future - Special Edition
My closet holds a secret
I know that I can't keep
It whispers my name at night
As I fall Asleep
When I hear that voice I creep...
For forty days
And forty nights
I crawl into your bed
For forty days
And forty nights
You calm the beast inside my head
The rattle of chains
Haunts my room
Most every single night
I pull the covers
Across my eyes
But the ghosts are in my mind
And I reach for you even though I'm blind
I do not dread the silence
When you hold me near
Like a child you cover me
Smothering my fear
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