I hear something in the basement, when I shouldn't hear a sound.
Voices speaking there in whispers.
People moving stuff around.
Now this was causing me to lose sleep.
So I thought I'd check it out.
But the dust down there was this deep, and there was no-one about.
I think I'm starting to lose what grip I had.
I think I'm starting to slide.
Beast or bride?
You decide.
Am I paranoid enough for the outside?
I told the doctor of my symptoms, and he didn't say a word.
I'm getting hives on my shoulders, and I get tired like a small bird.
And soon my friends stop coming over, 'cause I just lie there on the bedspread.
Listening to voices in the basement.
Or is that voices in my head?
I think I'm starting to lose what grip I had.
I think I'm starting to slide.
Beast or bride?
You decide.
Am I paranoid enough for the outside?
I'll catch you later, get me outta here, outta here.
I'll catch you later, get me outta here, outta here.
Yeah, I'll catch you later, get me outta here, outta here.
I'll catch you later, get me outta here, outta here.
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