There¡¯s an empty room at the end of the hall
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And it¡¯s begging to swallow you whole
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Each step you take
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Makes it easier for you to fall on your face
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Each tear you fake
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Makes it easier to see straight through you now
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And you¡¯re so hateful sometimes
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Throwing punches at lies
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Fall from somewhere above
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Just to say you¡¯re in love
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So you hang yourself from stolen dreams
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And under the table you hide every stain
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Each step you take (getting closer)
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Makes it easier to fall on your face
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Each death you fake (getting closer)
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Makes it easier to live this way
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And now
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And you¡¯re so hateful sometimes
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Throwing punches at lies
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Fall from somewhere above
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Just to say you¡¯re in love
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Watch it disappear
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The dream you hold so dear
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Let it fade (let it fade)
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Let it fade (let it fade)
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Let it fade (let it fade) now
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And you¡¯re so hateful sometimes
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Throwing punches at lies
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Fall from somewhere above
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Just to say you¡¯re in love
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Just to say you¡¯re in love
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Throwing Punches
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