In this house nothing keeps you warm
In this house writings on the wall, felt like this before
In this house vinegar and pain
In this house loneliness again, nights without an end
Weeping trees, scolded knees, you'll never see a place to hide
A bed of bones and bruising stones so alone inside the fear
In this house nothing keeps you warm
In this house writings on the wall, felt like this before
In this house writings on the wall, felt like this before
In this house vinegar and pain
In this house loneliness again, nights without an end
Weeping trees, scolded knees, you'll never see a place to hide
A bed of bones and bruising stones so alone inside the fear
In this house nothing keeps you warm
In this house writings on the wall, felt like this before
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