The skin dragged on the floor that night
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your reasons and alibis lights off
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and a knock at the door.
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They've been watching you don't know
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but they are.
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Knock down the door
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you don't know but they are.
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Send the S.O.S. meet me at the bridge
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make sure you're not followed
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our secrets can't be kept
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At the scene of the crime
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hear the victims and the echoes
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of the stories they told
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when they said ready set go
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(let this book be read).
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The bodies have been found
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with a note the door
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you can still hear their cries out.
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We climbed up the stairs
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it wasn't long until they
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found us keep quiet
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they'll hear us now let's keep our heads down. Take us by surprise
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this pact that we made.
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We won't go alive.
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This act of the story
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these unjustified endings
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lead us to the front door.
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They've been watching you don't know
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but they are coming
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knock down the door
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you don't know but they are
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(Send the S.O.S. meet me at the bridge
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make sure you're not followed
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our secrets can't be kept)
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Send the S.O.S. meet me at the bridge
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make sure you're not followed
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our secrets can't be kept
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This is our escape run for the structure.
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Five hundred feet above the end of our story
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the fastest way is down we have no choice but to.
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Clenching the ledge as we balance on the edge this is the act the jump to save our lives.
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Water hits our skin fills our lungs
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and we are done.
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We'll hide forever in this river
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as we drift away.
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Our Escape
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