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Texty: The Hoosiers. The Trick to Life. Killer.

I hate my work, but I'm in control
I'm fearless now, but it cost my soul
Save yourselves, the moon is full
Under its power, gravitational pull

Blood red lips, they shake like leaves
You're flesh and blood, but what's underneath?

Don't turn out the lights
Kiss yourself goodnight cause there's a killer
And he's coming after you
Kiss yourself goodnight, tonight
Cause there's a killer and he's coming after you

It's alright to scream
I'm screaming too,
Why'd you think I do these things I do?
For shadows haunted me like ghosts,
So I became what I feared the most

I conduct fear like electricity
A man made monstrosity


Don't turn out the lights
Kiss yourself goodnight cause there's a killer
And he's coming after you
Kiss yourself goodnight, tonight
Cause there's a killer and he's coming after you

Oh oh, oh oh

Don't turn out the lights
Kiss yourself goodnight cause there's a killer
And he's coming after you
Kiss yourself goodnight, tonight
Cause there's a killer and he's coming after you

Don't turn out the lights, kiss yourself goodnight
Cause theres a killer and he's coming after you
Don't turn out the lights, tonight cause there's a killer..

Oh oh, oh oh