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[acepenguinlive]

pulled back the window shade
prayed a crime
lined up the blade

you called to say
you're calling
you called to say
you called

you called me
everyday
you called and you're alone
you called to say you're
happy
but this darkness is your home

I cut out the walls
and still the drought
pours on
no...

can't seem to hear you now
won't ever hear you now
no...

I won't answer the phone
calling louder ringing
right below the floorboard
louder now