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Somethings are meant to be secret and not to be heard...

So if I tell you, just keep it and don't say a word.

When the doors are all closing, it's bound to get loud,

'Cause all these bodies are hoping to get addicted to sound.

Not everything is so primitive...

But I'm giving in.

If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything;

'cause they've seen way too many things.

'Cause we'd fall from grace, 

we're falling...

We'd fall from grace;

if these walls could talk.

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