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    The Walls run red;
    as you watch from your bed,
    to hear the phone ring;
    would make your heart sting.

    You know that he's coming;
    and he's coming tonight;
    so run, baby run,
    'cause your minds full of fright!

    The floor boards creek;
    outside your door,
    don't look now;
    there's blood on the floor.

    Look out the window;
    there's darkness to be seen,
    he's at your door now;
    try not to scream!

    Listen my friend;
    cause you havn't got long,
    i suggest that you run;
    far and beyond.

    Get a headstart;
    and maybe you'll last,
    but don't get your hopes up;
    he knows where you are!

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