song 6

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Everywhere you look,
Everywhere you turn,
The ghosts of all the animals that you hurt,
They will always be there,
Nowhere to run and hide,
For they will always find you, Now I say good luck,
For you will need it,
Cause tonight they will come, And take their revenge, So run away,
Try to hide it's to late,
For they are here, Hurry up and hide.

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