It scares me...
The look in his eyes,
the cold, dark look,
the look that expresses pain,
the cold, dark, death look.
The look in his eyes,
the look that stands for torturing,
the death look,
the look that's looking my way.
The look in his eyes,
it reflects my pain,
it reflects my fears,
it reflects my scarfs.
The look in his eyes,
it shows my pain,
and that scares me...
the cold, dark look,
the look that expresses pain,
the cold, dark, death look.
The look in his eyes,
the look that stands for torturing,
the death look,
the look that's looking my way.
The look in his eyes,
it reflects my pain,
it reflects my fears,
it reflects my scarfs.
The look in his eyes,
it shows my pain,
and that scares me...
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