The only problem with my truth is whether or not I know it It's fiction laden with meaning Too angry to want my questions answered You wouldn't be the first to say I don't want you By living the dream am I sleepwalking Wanted to be known to be haunted Wander to the place where I'm wanted All I want to do is make my way through to the end of the consequences How could I kill the mouse inside my house Everyone was laughing at me while I cried Are you loneliness personified I remember you Might I add my apologies to families facing death Cereal insecurities Did they tell you why I left I used to draw mazes at church Take a mold of my teeth with concrete And hang it on your Christmas tree I looked down at my hands and closed my eyes My periphery is centralized
I feel like a house they left behind But who would live in this house while I live in my head But who would live in this house while I live in my head But who would live in this house while I live in my head
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