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Panic Room
Used to be my Panic Room
The other side of me
Where I slept and woke by turns
And nothing seemed real
I was feeding on your life
Peering through the hole
And it scared me out
Someday
...You would knock on my door
Riverside
در بزن لطفا... در بزن.
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