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I'm sitting in a room Made up of only big white walls and indoor halls There's people looking through The window though they know exactly what we're here for Don't look up Just let them think There's no place else You'd rather be You're always on display For everyone to watch and learn from Don't you know by now You can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have And it's obvious that you're dying, dying Just living proof that the camera's lying And open wide, 'cause this is your night So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style You'll go out in style If you let me I could I'd show you how to build your fences Set restrictions, separate from the world Because the ground that you hate to fight Just blame the limelight Don't look up Just let them think There's no place else You'd rather be And now you can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have
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