PREVIOUS TENANTS
We're waiting for impending doom
Just me and it and the largest room
Feeling tiny devil rumour
Frozen phantom velvet stupor
Pleading pleading Give me the look
Fresh by flesh begins to cook
My disposition bursts into flames
Beckons me call your name
I reach for a wall
One million miles from stay
Let the rains come what may
Unwavering, as if to say tell me about your longest day
Right from the top my gut was arise
Parched and particular eyes on eyes
Because of that look because of the lover
Because of the way you don't live, you recover
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