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I didn't see the fire, I didn't see the smoke |
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The only thing that speaks to me is the way the spirit spoke |
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I wouldn't want to be here when the shooting starts |
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The only way, to tell the tale is shoot them through the heart |
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Stop and look and wonder |
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Breakfast in your cell |
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You better keep your head down |
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In the fire storm hotel |
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I want to understand it, I want to believe |
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The only way to make you play is roll up your sleeves |
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You'll never know the story, you'll never see at all |
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So wear a grin while the walls close in at the monsters ball |
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Slide in nice and quiet |
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Stop and listen well |
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Hope your luck don't give you up |
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At the fire storm hotel |
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Woo, burn |
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So wait and I will tell you what happened here |
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The hotel burned, no lessons learned, only ghosts got clear |
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They say the rooms are empty but I know they're not |
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The way things are in the hotel bar, the devil buys the shots |
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Look into the windows |
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The shadow rings the bell |
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Chaos rules in the empty pool |
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At the fire storm hotel |
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Take a look at all them people |
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They don't look too well |
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They burned and screamed, in a fever dream |
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At the fire storm hotel |