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Please don't come here anymore
I have nothing more to give you
Nothing more to give
There's nothing more
Please don't seek forgiveness path
I am parched of absolutions
You've drained me up
Left nothing more
It's Sunday, late December
And my home is filled with silence
Rambling through and through
My hallways doors
Charging every step
I dare to take
From Neath the floors
I dare to take
From Neath the floors
You won't hear me cry for help
You won't hear my plea to darkness
To a go with her
To earth's core
It's Sunday, late December
And my home is filled with silence
Rambling through and through
My hallways doors
Charging every step
I dare to take
From Neath the floors
I dare to take
From Neath the floors
You won't ever hear me crying
You won't hear my plea to darkness
To a go with her
To earth's core
It's Sunday, late December
And my home is filled with silence
Rambling through and through
My hallways doors
Charging every step
I dare to take
From Neath the floors
I dare to take
From Neath the floors