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They Came from the Attic
They Can't Hear You
They Can't Hear You
They Come Knocking
They Come at Night, Mostly
They Come in Peace
They Crawl Beneath
They Didn't Make it
They Don't Cut the Grass Anymore
They Hunt Without Eyes
They Live Behind The Curtains
They Live Inside Us
They Live in the Grey
They Make You Grow a Beard
They Turned Us into Killers
They Wait in the Dark
They'll Be Calling