Tác giả : Tool
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Lock the door, kill the light
No one's coming home tonight
The sun beats down and don't you know
All our lives are growing cold, ohhh...
They bring news that must get through
To build a dream for me and you oh...
Locked in a place where no one goes
They ask no quarter
They have no quarter
Lock the door, kill the light
No one's coming home tonight
It's getting colder, it's getting colder, it's getting colder
It's getting colder, it's getting colder, it's getting colder
It's getting colder
Locked in a place where no one goes
Lock the door, kill the light
No one's coming home tonight
They bring news that must get through
Dying peace in me and you
Locked in a place where no one goes
We have no quarter
We have no quarter
We ask no quarter