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This place is not a home. Not to mention the horrible breeze Seeping through the window. There's no pillows to rest out thoughts There's nothing I've been left desolate. Well I'll tear this house to shreds if you don't first. For it was build by broken promises That you made the day you changed. This place is forever a letdown And I'll wear your heart on my sleeve Just to erase the memory. Relive the memories from your past Wake up and surround yourself by what you've found. It doesn't breath It doesn't speak All I know This place is not a home. Let's tear it down. This is all that we know. I'll tear this house to shreds if you don't first.

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