Questions For Dome Chomsky Lyrics

	The sounds from the old house.
	The smell of my own breath.
	Or the closing of the back door.
	I don't know how I didn't see this coming.
	You made us leave so we walked through the cold night.
	(It's not the first time)
	You've let this family down.
	(It should be the last time)
	I know you can change.
	Come on now, you know that it's useless to try and reach out for your future.

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