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The House With No Doorbell

 

The House With No Doorbell

(album: The House With No Doorbell - 2019)


I used to thank God for my attic stairs
I have secrets there that I cannot share
Can you please help me out
I really need to move this couch
I can't really hang out tonight
I needed you by my side

It's on again and off again
Destroy yourself and lose your friends
And isolate the ones you love
Pathetically abandon them
I'll run until my legs give out
I'll smoke until my lungs give out
I'll sing until my heart gives out
The house with no doorbell

Sits on a hill come and dine
Drink the wine I am fine
I am yours you are mine
Feeling sad all the time
Wedding dress in the hall
Play the game lose it all
Girls will dance while we feast
Thank the old can you please

It's on again and off again
Destroy yourself and lose your friends
And isolate the ones you love
Pathetically abandon them
I'll run until my legs give out
I'll smoke until my lungs give out
I'll sing until my heart gives out
The house with no doorbell

Sits and waits for love
To fade away
To wilt and die
Satisfy the offering
I'll bring you myself
I brought you my blood
I bring you my sin
Underneath the floorboards
There's a child with no heart
There's a mother torn apart
Please forgive my old sins
I am not the person I was then
Please forgive my old sins
I am not the person I was then

It's on again and off again
Destroy yourself and lose your friends
And isolate the ones you love
Pathetically abandon them
I'll run until my legs give out
I'll smoke until my lungs give out
I'll sing until my heart gives out
The house with no doorbell

You have no idea how many people this will hurt
You have no idea how many people this will hurt
You have no idea how many people this will hurt
You have no idea how many people this will hurt
How many people that I'll hurt
How many people that this hurt
How many people that I've hurt
How many people will this hurt
How many people can I hurt
How many people will this hurt
How many people can I hurt
How many people will this hurt

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