Corridor

Morning comes and you’re not home

Everything is falling through

The lights are blinding

And I’m sitting there

In that stupid fucking chair

Take a stand 

Hold the knife 

Dig it deeper 

Don’t come back 

Don’t come back

I’ll be alright 

Yeah, I’ll be alright

Well, my bones ache now

This cold is tiring but not as much as you

It’s funny you think, I think of you

I have nothing left to say, that’s true

I would never waste a tear for you

Take a stand now

Hold the knife

Twist it further

Don’t come back 

Don’t come back

I’ll be alright

Yeah, I’ll be alright.


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