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    Pushing, pulling me down again
    Pushing, pulling me down again
    It's getting bad
    I can't breathe
    I won't let them in
    I won't let them in
    Crushing, pushing me down again
    Crushing, pushing me down again
    I need to get away
    Listen now to their hurting words
    They rip and they do tear
    Pushing out all of my hidden things
    Hold my hand and take me there
    Sickened eyes seem to mesmerize
    They're melting as they glow
    Mesmerize your alibis
    They're laughing in the snow
    People climbing up the walls
    Breaking all of my wretched dolls
    Fingernails they scratch outside
    In the attic is where I'll hide
    People climbing up the walls
    Breaking all of my wretched dolls
    Fingernails they scratch outside
    In the attic is where I'll hide
    I won't let them in

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    Composition: Susan Wallace and Tina Root

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