There's no harm in urban legends
At least that's what the people say
So that worn out crimson cartridge
Should be perfectly safe to play
None of this makes any sense
It can't be real so why so tense?
Shouldn't dare but I don't care
Fighting this crushing atmosphere
Everything's fine, there's no problem
A mantra I try to justify
But this feeling taking over
Emitting from the purple anthem
Voices whisper in my head
Telling me that I'm really dead
Writhing from within the hive
The man they call buried alive
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Too late say your goodbyes
Cannot sleep, my system's crashing
Start to doubt my sanity
Pressure in my head is crushing
I'm losing touch with reality
Ghost aren't real they cannot be
Determinedly you said to me
Something I don't understand
Visions of that ghostly white hand
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All alone it's creeping up behind you
In the dark where nobody will find you
Time stands still your breaths are slow and shaky
Did that shadow by the window
Beckon from me to come follow
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