Crowds of people, bodies brushing
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Mouths are moving, all white noise
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Glasses clinking, people screaming
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High hum, low buzz, no room to breathe
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They story's slow with no conclusion
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On and on the tape is clicking
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Step by step, and I am choking
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On and on the tape is clicking
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All the people with nothing in their eyes
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All the soulless with their sharp teeth and their lies
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All the people with nothing in their eyes
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And I could run out of this theater screaming
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Crowds of people, bodies brushing
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Mouths are moving, all white noise
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Glasses clinking, people screaming
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High hum low buzz no room to breathe
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I feel like this movie will never end
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I could run out of this theater screaming
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They story's slow with no conclusion
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And on and on the tape is clicking
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And step by step and I am choking
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And I can't breathe
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Will this movie ever run out of film?
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This story is slow with no conclusion
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And the tape is clicking
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On and on and step by step
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And I am choking
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Yeah I can't breathe
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And the tape is clicking on and on [x3]
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And step by step and I am choking
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Yeah I can't breathe
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By The Throat
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Pretty Girls Make Graves |