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Built to be silent. Born to be loud.

The room is spoken for, and the night is theirs.

The doors are closed, and tonight is somebody's own.

A close room, a sharp crowd, and stand-up with nowhere to hide.

Built to be silent. Born to be loud.

Badlands swing in velvet and dust, grinning through its teeth.

Tonight the room belongs to someone else.

The room is spoken for, and the night is theirs.

The doors are closed, and tonight is somebody's own.

Tonight the room belongs to someone else.