| A place for you if you do what’s wrong
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| Goes beyond you wildest dream
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| The know of you horrid fear, you know they’re what they seem
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| Disagree with what they say and do, you’ll have to pay the price
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| In the night they’ll come and get you
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| You can’t put up a fight
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| Room 101, the place of your fear
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| What will you do to get out of there
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| Confess to something that you’ve done, you’ve had too much fun
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| The secret police aren’t so secret no more, you feel their sadistic greed
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| Room 101 is the next door
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| Torturous, inhuman deeds
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| They’ve got you now, you’re in a fix, you’re strapped into a chair
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| They make you wait to build suspense, their ways were never fair
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| You’ll remain on the brink of death but they won’t let you die
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| The day that you’re allowed to leave you’ll be part of their lie |