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The old woman finally caught me
Sneakin' 'round her cave
Her hair looked just like barbwire, boys
and her smile just like the grave
She asked me could I stay awhile
I said I'd better go
She slid her arm around my neck
and sweetly whispered no


It's cold and dark and lonely here
as soon enough you'll see
I'm oh so glad you stumbled in
I've been cravin' company
I cannot stay too long you know
I left some friends at home
Don't you fret about your friends
Down here we're all alone


What about my mother
I can't just leave her there to mourn
You don't have to think about her
Just forget you were ever born
I'll disappoint my father
you know he worked so hard for me
If you have to pay your father back
Just send him some misery


I'll miss, I said, a girl I know
I can't just leave there to pine
she's still got plenty of men to go
I'm sure she'll do just fine
What about my little boy
She said, he's just like you
Let a few short years roll by
He'll end up down here too


Then her pale green eyes began to glow
she placed her hand on mine
she smiled and said don't worry
you'll get used to me in time
As her cold tongue flickered toward
I spun myself around
made a dive for the passageway
but the walls come crashing down


Now her eyes were the only light
my fevered brain could see
but I tore myself away from them
and fell down to my knees
I've come too far, I can't get back
I beseeched the Gods of men
fame and fortune just laughed at me
then silence once again


A whisper deep within
embrace the God of Love
I lifted my face and through the tears
I saw light fall from above


I hurled myself into the wall
I ripped and clawed my way
through the stinkin', clingin' loam
back to the light of day
I crawled out into the wind again
the sky upon my face
I heard the earth sigh patiently
as it slid back into place


Now I'm back among the ones I love
I'm loved by them in turn
and it's only on the darkest night
that green eyed memory burns
So walk my friends, in the light of day
don't go sneakin' 'round no holes
there justmight be something down there
wants to gobble up your soul

1. TILA JOTA TAVOITTELEE TAI TAVOiTTEIDEN MÄÄRITTÄMÄ KÄYTTÄYTYMINEN
Kärsii tukahdetusta ylikiihottumisesta joka uhkaa purkautua impulsiivisen
vihamielisesti ja johtaa kiihkeään käyttäytymiseen.

2. TILA JOSSA ON TAI NYKYTILANTEESEEN SOPIVA KAYTTÄYTYMINEN.
Työskentelee parantaakseen kuvaansa muiden silmissä saadakseen
myönnytyksiä ja suostumuksia toiveitaan ja tarpeitaan varten.

3. ESTETYT TILAT TAI EPÄSOPIVA KÄYTTÄYTYMINEN NYKYTILANTEESSA.
Vaativa tunneperäisissä vaatimuksissaan ja hyvin tarkka kumppanin valinnassa.
Halu tunneperäiseen riippumattomuuteen estää syvemmän sitoutumisen.

4. STRESSIN LÄHTEET.
Ruumiillisten tai hermostollisten tarpeiden hillintä.
Tämänhetkinen tilanne epämiellyttävä. Tyydyttämätön tarve olla yhteydessä
muiden samoin ajattelevien kanssa, ja erottautua massasta. Tunnevaiston
kontrolli rajoittaa hänen mahdollisuuksiaan, mutta tästä johtuva eristäytyminen
aiheuttaa voimakkaan tarpeen sulautua muihin. Kokee tämän heikkoutena.
Itsehillinnän avulla tuntee voivansa säilyttää asenteen yksilöllisestä
ylemmyydestä. Haluaa olla rakastettu ja ihailtu yksilönä; tarvitsee huomiota
ja muiden arvostusta.

5. NYKYINEN ONGELMA.
The need for esteem for the chance to play some outstanding part and make a name for himself - has
become imperative. He reacts by insisting on being the center of attention, and refuses to play an
impersonal or minor role.

Takes a delight in action and wants to be respected and esteemed for his personal accomplishments.