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The stairs wind like the pin in my back I'll say what you like, any wise-crack I'll play right into your open hands Give in to each and every demand This is going to get ugly Just like you This is going to get ugly Like you want it to If I seem too easy it's cause I am Think you have control but it's my plan The woods are dangerous at night you know And so am I, except the winds don't blow This is going to get ugly Just like you This is going to get ugly Like you want it to This is going to get ugly Just like you This is going to get ugly Like you want it to This is going to get ugly real fast From Letras Mania