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Late nights
Strobe lights
There's somebody in my room.
Used beds
Loose threads
Sleeping next to cheap perfume.
And the ghosts are in the hallway
The ghosts aren't going home.
Oh oh oh oh, oh, oh oh oh
All that's left of the great indoors
are silhouettes on wooden floors
Oh oh oh oh, oh, oh oh oh
All that's left of the great indoors
are silhouettes on wooden floors
Smeared eyes
Dark skies
Cold enough to stay inside.
Loud sound
Wet ground
In the morning will be dried.
And the ghosts are in the hallway
The ghosts aren't going home.
Oh oh oh oh, oh, oh oh oh
All that's left of the great indoors
are silhouettes on wooden floors
Oh oh oh oh, oh, oh oh oh
All that's left of the great indoors
are silhouettes on wooden floors
Stay indoors, stay indoors, dry your eyes.
Stay indoors, stay indoors, stay inside.
Stay indoors, stay indoors, dry your eyes.
Stay indoors, stay indoors, stay inside.
Oh oh oh oh, oh, oh oh oh
All that's left of the great indoors
are silhouettes on wooden floors
Oh oh oh oh, oh, oh oh oh
All that's left of the great indoors
are silhouettes on wooden floors