PREVIOUS TENANTS
Here
We're waiting for impending doom
Just me and it and the largest room
Feeling tiny devil rumour
Frozen phantom velvet stupor
My disposition bursts into flames
Beckons me, calls your name
Pleading pleading Give me the look
Flesh by flesh begins to cook
A 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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