| I’m sitting in a room
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| Made up of only big white walls and in the halls
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| There are people looking through
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| The window in the door, and they
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| Know exactly what we’re here for
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| Don’t look up
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| Just let them think
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| There’s no place else
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| You’d rather be
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| You’re always on display
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| For everyone to watch and learn from
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| Don’t you know by now
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| You can’t turn back
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| Because this road is all you’ll ever have
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| And it’s obvious that your dying, dying
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| Just living proof that the camera’s lying
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| And oh oh open wide, 'cause this is your night
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| So smile, 'cause you’ll go out in style
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| You’ll go out in style
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| If you let me I could
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| I’d show you how to build your fences
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| Set restrictions, seprate from the world
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| The constant battle that you hate to fight
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| Just blame the limelight
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| Don’t look up
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| Just let them think
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| There’s no place else
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| You’d rather be
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| And now you can’t turn back
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| Because this road is all you’ll ever have
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| And it’s obvious that you’re dying, dying
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| Just living proof that the camera’s lying
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| And oh oh open wide, 'cause this is your night
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| So smile
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| Yeah, yeah you’re asking for it
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| With every breath that you breathe in
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| Just breathe it in
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| Yeah, yeah well you’re just a mess
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| You do all this big talking
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| So now let’s see you walk it
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| I said let’s see you walk it
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| Yeah, yeah well you’re just a mess
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| You do all this big talkin
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| So now let’s see you walk it
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| I said let’s see you walk it
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| And it’s obvious that you’re dying, dying
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| Just living proof that the camera’s lying
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| And oh oh open wide, yeah oh oh open wide
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| Yeah, oh oh open wide
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| 'Cause you’ll go out in style
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| You’ll go out in style |