The house is crumbling, the floor will melt
That drone is calling, and we're standing there
What you're doing to me won't be done again
Like a drowned king, blowing in the wind
With your long blonde legs and your long blonde face
And your long blonde hair won't be done again
The house is crumbling
That drone is calling
And we're standing there.

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Crumbling House song meanings
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