| Can you hear this sound
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| Can you hear this noise
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| Can you hear this sound
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| Can you hear this noise
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| Are you really alone
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| Your mind is staking out like mine was before
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| A cold wind is blowing through your house
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| It sounds like whispered lies
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| Your mind is staking out like mine was before
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| Did you make sure
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| Is somebody darkening your door
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| Is somebody darkening your door
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| This room is dead and cold
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| This room is dead and cold
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| Is this still your home
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| Still your home
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| Did you leave
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| Did you leave the back door open
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| What would you give to return to the fold
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| What would you give to return to the fold
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| Can you hear this sound
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| Can you hear this noise
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| Can you hear this sound
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| Can you hear this noise
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| Are you really alone
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| Your mind is staking like mine was before
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| A cold wind is blowing through your house
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| It sounds like whispered lies
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| Your mind is staking out like mine was before
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| Did you make sure
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| Is somebody darkening your door
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| Is somebody darkening your door
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| Just make yourself believe
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| That there is nobody under your bed
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| One wish for a divine spark
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| They won’t follow you into the dark
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| Follow you into the dark
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| This room is dead and cold
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| Is this still your home
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| Still your home
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| Did you leave
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| Did you leave the back door open
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| What would you give to return to the fold
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| (Guitar Solo)
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| This room is dead and cold
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| Is this still your home
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| Did you leave the back door open
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| What would you give to return to the fold
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been this could have been
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been your last act
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| This could have been |