'Behind Closed Doors'
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Chairs thrown and tables toppled,
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Hands armed with broken bottles,
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Standing no chance to win but,
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We're not running, we're not running.
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There's a point I think we're missing,
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It's in the air we raise our fists in,
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In the smiles we cast each other,
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My sister, my brother.
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About the time we gave up hoping
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We'd ever find these locks still open,
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Stumbling on stones unturned,
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The hurt we feel, we all have earned.
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The lines we cross in search of change,
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but all they see is treason.
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Although we have no obligation to stay alive
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On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive
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(Break out) I won't be left here
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Behind closed doors.
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Bonfires burn like beacons,
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Guiding the lost and weakened.
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Flames dance on crashing waves,
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Guiding ships who've gone astray
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Time out, let's stop and think this through,
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We've all got better things to do,
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Than talk in circles, run in place,
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Answers {are} inches from our face.
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Although we have no obligation to stay alive
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On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive
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(Break out) I won't be left here
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Behind closed doors.
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Black eyes, broken fingers,
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Blood drips and I let it run
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down my lips into my swollen gums.
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When hope is non-existent,
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Our instincts all scream 'Run',
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We never turn our backs or even bite our tongues.
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Although we have no obligation to stay alive
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On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive
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(Break out) I won't be left here
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Behind closed doors.
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[x2]
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Behind Closed Doors
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| Rise Against |
