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In a town in the woods at the top of a hill
Theres a house where no one lives
So you take a big bag of your big city money there
And buy it.

But at night, the house is dark
And youre all alone, theres a noise upstairs
At the top of the stairs, theres a door
And you take a deep breath and try it.

And the flashlight shows you something moving just inside the door
Theres a tattered dress and a feeling you have felt somewhere before.

And theres the creepy doll
That always follows you
Its got a ruined eye
Thats always open

And theres a creepy doll
That always follows you
Its got a pretty mouth
To swallow you whole

So you scream and you close the door
And you tell yourself it was just a dream
In the morning you head into town,
Cause you want to go antiquing.

In the store theres a strange old man
With a wandering eye and a withered hand
When he hands you the old wooden box
You can hear his old bones creaking.

And you know what you will find inside the moment that you see
That someone carved your name into the tarnished silver key.

And theres a creepy doll
That always follows you
Its got a ruined eye
Thats always open

And theres a creepy doll
That always follows you
Its got a pretty mouth
To swallow you whole

And when you come home late, the doll is waiting up for you
And when you fix a snack, the doll says it would like one too
The doll is in your house and in your room and in your bed
The doll is in your eyes and in your arms and in your head and you are crazy.

Now its late and you head downstairs
Cause you just cant sleep so you make some tea
And the doll disapprovingly asks
If you really need that much honey.
You decide that youve had enough
And you lock the doll in the wooden box
You put the box in the fireplace
Next to your bag of big city money.

As the smoke fills up your tiny room theres nothing you can do
And far too late you see the one inside the box is you.

And theres a creepy doll
That always follows you
Its got a ruined eye
Thats always open

And theres a creepy doll
That always follows you
Its got a pretty mouth
To swallow you whole

Johnathan Coulton - Creepy Doll

She loves this song so I posted it.