Darkside

A nice old lady sits on her chair
 She looks so peaceful with her streaked white hair
 Her family is gone, her husband has died
 All this loneliness brings out her darkside
 She's the crotchety old bag that everyone knew
 When you played as a kid she'd yell names at you
 If you went by her house she would call the cops
 You hated her so much, you hoped she would drop
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 Oh -- it's in your brain
 Oh -- you feel the pain
 Now that you're older a bit more mature
 You understand now that no one is so pure
 A little bit of evil inside any of us
 In some it's noticeable and actually a must
 Others you must search deep within their souls
 But with a little bit of prodding you bring out that troll
 It overflows goodside and corrupts you and me
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 [Bridge:]
 Trials and tribulations, we all go through them
 Sometimes they end up in death
 The good and evil fighting for the top
 When will we ever be free
 Torment -- torture
 The ongoing force to be seen
 Penance -- for whom
 The only way to know is who wins
 There is one other darkside that everyone can notice
 It's ever present and very hard to stop it
 The threat of destruction by one man's hand
 The instant annihilation of all man
 Yes, you guessed it, it's the big boom
 If it ever goes off the world will be our tomb
 So we live our lives day by day
 Hoping that the reaper will never ask us to pay