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Done Haunting Houses Lyrics
Death is the devil’s work
Love is a cheap card trick
Truth is a poor man’s dream
Thought is a quick-sand pit.
And all my years spent cursing up the stairs,
“Good morning, God.
Get up.
Forget those bad dreams.”
We’ve been awake
and waiting far too long,
And thinking up our deaths.
Sleep is a sick, sad joke.
Love is a cheap card trick
Truth is a poor man’s dream
Thought is a quick-sand pit.
And all my years spent cursing up the stairs,
“Good morning, God.
Get up.
Forget those bad dreams.”
We’ve been awake
and waiting far too long,
And thinking up our deaths.
Sleep is a sick, sad joke.
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