| Footsteps
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| You hear footsteps
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| They’re right behind you
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| They gonna find you
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| Footsteps
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| You hear footsteps
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| You hear 'em calling
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| They got you crawling
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| Three forty five still staring at the ceiling
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| Locked up tight but still you got that feeling
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| You’re not alone, there’s someone in your home
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| They’re breathing down your neck, they’re tapping in your phone
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| Ring, ring now it’s seven a.m.
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| The sun’s coming up and here we go again
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| All the people on the street, they’ve been following you
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| Government conspiracies they all control you
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| Footsteps
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| You hear footsteps
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| They’re right behind you
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| They gonna find you
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| Footsteps
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| You hear footsteps
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| You hear 'em calling
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| They got you crawling
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| Tell yourself that it’s all in your head
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| They couldn’t find you here, they couldn’t want you dead
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| But they do, they did it before, they’ll do it again
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| Shadows move fast and I wouldn’t recommend
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| Running and begging for your life, I’m becoming
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| The beat that you hear is not just from the drumming
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| You know that they close from the storm, but I feel
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| You checked all the doors but not the backseat
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| They know your name, they’ve got your number
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| You’re not insane, just going under
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| They know your name, they’ve got your number
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| You’re not insane, just going, just going under
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| The cameras all click but your black mirror’s sick
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| Trashcan face gets a valuable trick
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| Stick to your guns but they just got blasted
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| How’d you ever think that you ever could have lasted
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| They know what you’re thinking when you’re trying not to think
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| They know when you’re drowning before you start to sink
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| Three forty five’s now back on that clock
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| Broken down doors and you never heard a knock
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| Footsteps
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| You hear footsteps
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| They’re right behind you
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| They gonna find you
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| Footsteps
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| You hear footsteps
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| You hear 'em calling
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| They got you crawling
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| Footsteps |