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Lock the door to your room
Pray they don't find us, pray they don't kick it down
You've been keeping secrets
And these kind of lies have consequences
So many possibilities for this to all end badly
It's almost guaranteed
Nothing but shame and paranoia
A slightly desperate feeling to calm you to sleep
What could we have done
To deserve a violence like this?
And we'll watch the light coming under the door
Listen for footsteps coming down the hall
Are you gonna wake up screaming through a slit throat?
Young flesh searing on a twin mattress
But it doesn't have to be the way things end
We don't have to give up just yet
What could we have done
To deserve a violence like this?
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