歌词
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Stealing glances through the keyhole
In a brick wall's wooden door
Chains are keeping quiet secrets
On 200 year-old folklore
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There's a graveyard on Elizabeth
Where no one ever goes
Kneel and pray to the gravestone
But the gravestone never tells
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Hear the bells
Hear the bells
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December crossing arms in Chinatown
As the wind starts to cut through
Always, always on the lookout but the poison's running
Through you
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My stomach aches, try to concentrate
Walk the stairs to the third floor
Now I'm asking the witchdoctor
But the witchdoctor won't tell
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Hear the bells
Hear the bells
Hear the bells
Hear the bells
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Floating on the sea, stars are watching me
Current takes me out, what will be will be
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Floating on the sea, stars are watching me
Current takes me out, what will be will be
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Hear the bells
Hear the bells
Hear the bells
Hear the bells
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