There's someone knockin' on my door
There's someone knockin' on my door
I think they're looking for me
I think they're looking for me
Pretend there ain't nobody home
Don't make a sound; don't even move
Don't give them nothing to see
I think they're looking for me
I got to run
There's someone crawling in my yard
There's someone creeping on my roof
There's someone tapping my phone
I feel it deep in my bones
They want to probe my intuition
They want to find out what I know
Why don't they leave me alone?
Why don't they leave me alone?
I got to run
Might be the catcher
Or the controller
Can't be too careful
I take precautions
They're very clever
I got to run!
Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination
Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination
It's a strange thing
Deadly reason
Razors cut with such precision
Probing deep without detection
Razors never lie
But it's all right
I think they're looking for me
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