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This place is not a home. |
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Not to mention the horrible breeze |
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Seeping through the window. |
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There's no pillows to rest out thoughts |
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There's nothing I've been left desolate. |
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Well I'll tear this house to shreds if you don't first. |
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For it was build by broken promises |
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That you made the day you changed. |
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This place is forever a letdown |
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And I'll wear your heart on my sleeve |
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Just to erase the memory. |
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Relive the memories from your past |
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Wake up and surround yourself by what you've found. |
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It doesn't breath |
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It doesn't speak |
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All I know |
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This place is not a home. |
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Let's tear it down. |
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This is all that we know. |
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I'll tear this house to shreds if you don't first. |
