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Through The Corridors
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When the feeling takes me over
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What else can I do but run ?
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Through the corridors I follow
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I shoot into oblivion
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If you close your eyes and listen
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You can hear the children play
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I love it when their eyes are watching
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I'll have it when they disobey
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It's a different kind of loving
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Such a dirty rigmarole
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But just in case there's no tomorrow
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I'll drink fire from their souls
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If you close your eyes and listen
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You can hear the children shout
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I hate it but I won't be happy
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Till I've turned them inside out
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All day long
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Here I go
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All day long
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All day
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Through The Corridors
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