| Circling the bait
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| A door way down the hall
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| It’s up and to the left
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| It’s not a room for company
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| Not for friends, or for family
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| Marked with a warning
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| Six panels of faded mahogany
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| The only barrier separating me from mystery
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| Cursed is the curiosity
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| The oxidized bronze
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| Has developed a new shine for me
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| «Maybe just this one time»
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| «Surely i will not die»
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| Monarchs stir, sweat beading
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| Forbidden fruit has me salivating
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| The universe separated
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| As the seal was broken
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| It brought a ringing to my ears
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| And now my eyes have been opened
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| Oh what a discovery, what a brand new world to see
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| It totally encompassed me, an image of extraordinary
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| Colors speak in poetry
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| Sounds dance like calligraphy
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| This will be my sanctuary
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| When life builds up on me
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| This room is all that welcomes me
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| When I’m here, I swear I feel something
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| What if i’m wrong?
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| I’ll sing a cowards song
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| So what if i’m wrong
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| Just let me be
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| Oh how fast the world turns over
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| How fast the apple spoils
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| Substance turns to ash
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| And colors fade to black
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| The key is turned, and a free man becomes a prisoner
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| My conviction was a lock on the door and now its broken
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| Six panels of faded mahogany
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| The only barrier between you and me
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| The only way out is if i let you in |