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He says he'll be home by midnight
Don't bother to call
Now he's turning down the boulevard
Looking for a house he's never seen before
A stranger greets him in the doorway
And ushers him inside
There's darkness all around him
And it's feeding off his lies
Another accidental lie
In his accidental life
Another accidental lie
Ends his accidental life
The stranger in the doorway
Is stranger than he seemed
Consumed by rage and passion
He ties up their son
Another accidental lie
In his accidental life
Another accidental lie
Ends their accidental life
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