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I hear the doorbell ring and suddenly the panic takes me |
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The sound so ominously tearing through the silence |
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I cannot move, I'm standing numb and frozen |
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Among the things I love so dearly |
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The books, the paintings and the furniture, help me |
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The signal's sounding once again and someone tries the door-knob |
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None of my friends would be so stupidly impatient |
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And they don't dare to come here anymore now |
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But how I loved our secret meetings |
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We talked and talked in quiet voices, smiling |
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Now I hear them moving |
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Muffled noises coming through the door, I feel I'm crackin' up |
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Voices growing louder, irritation building |
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And I'm close to fainting, crackin' up |
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They must know by now I'm in here trembling |
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In a terror ever growing, crackin' up |
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My whole world is falling, going crazy |
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There is no escaping now, I'm crackin' up |
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These walls have witnessed all the anguish of humiliation |
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And seen the hope of freedom glow in shining faces |
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And now they've come to take me |
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Come to break me and yet it isn't unexpected |
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I have been waiting for these visitors, help me |
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Now I hear them moving |
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Muffled noises coming through the door, I feel I'm crackin' up |
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Voices growing louder, irritation building |
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And I'm close to fainting, crackin' up |
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They must know by now I'm in here trembling |
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In a terror ever growing, crackin' up |
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My whole world is falling, going crazy |
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There is no escaping now, I'm crackin' up |
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Now I hear them moving |
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Muffled noises coming through the door, I feel I'm crackin' up |
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Voices growing louder, irritation building |
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And I'm close to fainting, crackin' up |
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(I have been waiting for these visitors) |
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They must know by now I'm in here trembling |
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In a terror ever growing, crackin' up |
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(I have been waiting for these visitors) |
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My whole world is falling, going crazy |
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There is no escaping now, I'm crackin' up |
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(I have been waiting for these visitors) |
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Now I hear them moving |
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Muffled noises coming through the door, I feel I'm crackin' up |
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(I have been waiting for these visitors) |
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Voices growing louder, irritation building |
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And I'm close to fainting, crackin' up |
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(I have been waiting for these visitors) |
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They must know by now I'm in here trembling |
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In a terror ever growing, crackin' up |
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(I have been waiting for these visitors) |
