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the cross in the middle of the roombut the ghost who sleeps in the kitchen sinkand the one who shines my shoes all put the money in a bagand left the house before the blizzards camethe summer's got his teeth in me againbut my bones are sweating and my clothes are goneand i can't get enough to drinkso now the place to be is where the moonlight never blinksand i'd love to explain but truth be told i'm not sure what to thinkso now i'm going to bedi woke up with my head stuffed full of fogbeyond it out into the livingroomuntil i couldn't see the floors or wallsand as the sun cut through i finally found a place to laythe skeleton in my closet left his homenow he sits up on the rooftop and shouts my secrets with a megaphoneand as the shit hit the fan i packed my bags and caught the trainand i'd like to point the finger but there's no one left to blamenow there's nothing left to protect me from the rainand it's really coming down..it's the thought that burns you outit's the hook that drags you underand it's the grin that rats you outit's a snowstorm in the summerit's the sky that spoils the cloudit's the burn marks on your motherand it's the thought that burns you outit's the hook that drags you under and so on..boring and twisting.. a moth stuck in the groundhas made a house of your lightbulbsmottled and crookeda hiccup in the soundis like a smudge on the tvlike a crick in your necklike mistakes that you never regretit's the look upon your faceit's the rat that lost the raceit's the shivers in your spineit's the heart you'll never findit's the names in wet cementit's the things you can't forgetit's the fear of growing oldit's the life you'll never knowit's the scratches in your teethit's the time you left for weeksit's the age when you didn't care, darlingcutthroat and amblingthe help that's never aroundjust like a wish on your birthdaytired and emptyattacks on what you foundis like a spot on inventionlike a bug in your foodlike a thing that's too good to be true.. and so.

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