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He's the Walk In Killer, a face we all have known.
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He's the Walk In Killer, He's coming to your home.
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A quiet night so safe and secure a city finds it's peace.
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Mansons locked, yet his senses feel a presence will release.
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The people hide, their doors are locked, the children safe in bed.
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He's picked your street it's too late now, the plans are in his head.
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The sun is gone, it's late at night and the the dogs have gone to sleep.
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The light is right, out creeps his mask, your life is on his beat
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Forget your grip, ignore the pleas, its hot and your awake.
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The scene is now, his eyes are cold and your nerves are going to break.
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'I'm not afraid. Not here tonight. He'll do his job elsewhere.'
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His smile grows for your the fool, Satans burden he's going to bear.
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'What was that noise? Could it be Him?'I hope it's just a dream.
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Its too late now. His sheath's been pulled. The neighbors hear your scream.
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The morning arrives, a loved one lost, our summer has been hexed.
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He laughs out loud, so satisfied last night. Who of us is next?
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He's the Walk In Killer, a face we all have known.
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He's the Walk In Killer, He's coming to your home.
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C.O. 1985
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