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Paroles: Dexter Freebish. Tripped Into Divine. Wild Things.

Late night, neon hotels
That's where the wild things are
Next door, you think that you're safe
That's where the wild things are

Lock yourself inside
Maybe you'll find peace tonight
Don't run away
From what you don't know no, no

The things you don't show, the secrets that you grow
Keep 'em in, in a good hiding place
While you're sleepin', I know you're dreamin' of a good
Yeah, a good hiding place

Closed doors, is somebody home
That's where the wild things are
Back streets, abandon this life
That's where the wild things are

Lock yourself up tight
Maybe you'll find peace tonight
Don't run away
From what you don't know no, no

The things you don't show, the secrets that you grow
Keep 'em in, in a good hiding place
While you're sleepin', I know you're dreamin' of a good
Yeah, a good hiding place

Oh, it's so mysterious when it's on TV
Oh, it's unpredictable and then it happens to me

The things you don't show, the secrets that you grow
Keep 'em in, in a good hiding place
While you're sleepin', I know you're dreamin' of a good
Yeah, a good hiding place