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Somebody right above me gets up from her chair |
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The ceiling shakes when he makes his way down the stairs |
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The lights go out, put a finger to your mouth |
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There is nothing we can get away within this house |
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Would be so hard |
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Would break your heart |
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Would waste of time |
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I know it's a diamond mine |
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All our friends are doing fine |
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And there's a dinner party right across the hall |
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And I hear neighbors laughing through the kitchen wall |
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And I hear the sound of a plate crash to the ground |
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When I turn the table on its side it'll shake the house |
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Would be so hard |
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Would break your heart |
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Would waste your time |
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I know it's a diamond mine |
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All our friends are doing fine |
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So I won't ask again |
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Somebody might bemoan me, screaming in these rooms |
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You keep your mouth shut if you know what is good for you |
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The lights go out, I can hear bad things around |
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There is nothing we can get away within this house |
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Would be so hard |
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Will break your heart |
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Will waste your time |
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I know it's a diamond mine |
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All our friends are doing fine |
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So I won't ask again |
