| You fear the thought.
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| Whenever the name is spoken,
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| Cold sweat runs down your neck.
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| One day, you’re sure, they’ll come for you
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| To take control of all your thoughts.
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| All the hate — they always lead you.
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| Shown off the face for two minutes of hate.
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| You close your eyes and break up with them,
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| But the «televisor"never sleeps.
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| On your way down the gait, emptiness fills your eyes.
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| The fear of the things to come, it’s burning your mind.
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| The darkness 'round you whispers, you never felt so lonely.
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| It’s just one strike and all the truth will be there.
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| The door ahead is open.
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| The fear of thousands passing by.
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| And it gets you close — to Room 101. (To Room 1−0-1)
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| Here they come — the party has send their.
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| Through control — to capture the felon.
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| The game has come to an early end.
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| You have lost the hide-and-seek.
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| A cold cell — caught in a prison.
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| Didn’t expect that this is the place…
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| That you’ve been dreaming of.
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| The place with no darkness…
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| On your way down the gait, emptiness fills your eyes.
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| The fear of the things to come, it’s burning your mind.
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| The darkness 'round you whispers, you never felt so lonely.
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| It’s just one strike and all the truth will be there.
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| The door ahead is open.
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| The fear of thousands passing by.
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| And it gets you close — to Room 101.
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| On your way down the gait, emptiness fills your eyes.
|
| The fear of the things to come, it’s burning your mind.
|
| The darkness 'round you whispers, you never felt so lonely.
|
| It’s just one strike and all the truth will be there.
|
| The door ahead is open.
|
| The fear of thousands passing by.
|
| And it gets you close — to Room 101.
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| The darkness 'round you whispers, you never felt so lonely.
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| It’s just one strike and all the truth will be there.
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| The door ahead is open.
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| The fear of thousands passing by.
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| And it gets you close — to Room 101 |