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Mind your stepBut be fleetThere's no need to panicBut we're losing the lightAnd we haven't built shelterAnd it's starting to rainWhat if he's watchingWhat if it comes from the skyWhat if it bitesWhat if we're bittenWhat if we're snatched up by our sleep in disguiseWhat if we're bittenThen you boil with feverLucid, HelplessHopeless and cold
From Letras Mania