Eight Floors Above
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Eight Floors Above
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Back at the office its after hours
Tomorrow they'll scrape the brains off the wall
Office meeting ends in tragedy
Put a name to a smashed in face
The truth is lying on the sidewalk
Like a broken egg
Drying on the concrete
Briefcase still in hand
Last attempt at freedom
From eight floors above
Be sure to notify the boss
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Left For Dead performs "Eight Floors Above", and this lyric page sits inside the Left For Dead catalog on LyroVerse.
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