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Eight Years
01:54
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Today, I lost myself
I didn’t know where to go
I was afraid of tomorrow
I’m still not quite sure where I’m headed
I don’t quite understand the logic
That’s inside of your head
I don’t quite understand
The logic inside of mine
Mine
You told me you would leave
And I still don’t know why I make
So much of myself about you
I’m afraid that I’ll end up
Just like the man that you became
I’m done with these phone calls
And acting like we are family every time
Every time
Don’t come crying back to me
Crying back to me
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Nightmares
02:26
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The ceiling fan doesn’t look like it did
At my grandma’s house when I was a kid
Is it things I say, mistakes I make
That bring demons in to haunt my home
I’m not trying to prove anything to anyone
But in my room at my parent’s house
I see things that just aren’t there
When my room is lit, I can see all of it
But the feeling hides behind my walls
Is it fear of death and worthlessness
That fill the room when I’m alone
I’m not trying to prove anything to anyone
But in my room at my parent’s house
I see things that don’t make sense
I’m running in circles around these nightmares in my head
And I still don’t quite understand why I wake up at 3 am
Every time
Every night
Every time
Every night
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3. |
Your Grandma's House
03:01
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Today, I’m going to kill and eat some brains
And everything’s okay when I am chewing on your flesh
By the oak tree in front of your house
You never knew what that meant to me
You never knew what that meant to me
There’s no greed or hate or anything
In that place you’re going to bury me
After I eat all of your family
And you never knew what that meant to me
You never knew what that meant to me
What you’ll find is that you suffer more than you bleed
And what you’ll realize is you cannot hide from me
You have no place to go
There’s peace in this place that you call home
In this place that I’ll call home after you’re dead
I know that face you make when you’re asleep
I’m going to eat it off and watch you scream
To feed my curiosity
And you never knew what that meant to me
You never knew what that meant to me
What you’ll find is that you suffer more than you bleed
And what you’ll realize is you cannot hide from me
When I’m inside your home
I am inside your home
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