in this two bedroom tomb I'm sitting all alone with the television static
and refrigerator drone I'm waiting for those blessed arms that seem to wrap
around me six or seven times praying for them to come home I could cut myself
to pass the time haven't felt anything in days a six year old girl dances on
my ceiling she might as well be dancing on my grave

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