| I am a man who walks alone
And when I walk into a dark road
At night or strolling the park
When the lights begin to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when it is dark
Fear of the dark, afraid of the dark
I have constant fear that something is always close
Fear of the dark, afraid of the dark
I have a phobia that someone is there
You have already run your fingers the wall
And felt the skin of his neck arrepiar
When I was looking for the light?
Sometimes when you are afraid to look
In the corner of the room
Do you feel that something is watching you
You ever have been alone at night
He thought he heard footsteps behind you
And turned back and there was nobody there?
And the measure you accelerate your step
You think hard look again
Because you sure that someone is there
Watching films of terror in the night before
Speaking about witches and folklore
The problems unknown in his mind
Maybe your mind is preaching tricks
Do you feel, and suddenly his eyes set
In addition the shadows |
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