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What are you meant to do
When all those people who were
There for you
Are all gone?
You buried them alive
And straight inside you went
And cocked the gun
Shot three times
And straight inside you went
Sit with your silence
Wait for a call
Regret their compliance
As you sit with it all
You'll sit without silence
As your phone rings from a call
Regret their defiance
As you sit with them all
You say that's how the story went
But I won't buy it
Even if you showed up at my doorstep
You're lyin
I'll ask the corpse with a wound to the dome
Buried under the porch of your childhood home
And when she tells the story of
You gettin' high and
The origin of your lack of thrivin
I'll hit the snooze and return to the dream
Where I was your fool and that wound was for me
And you call it what you want
But don't leave it up to me
'Cause the reoccurring haunt
Of you appears to be
A flaw in design
A man-made error
A name of mine was
A Chronic Starer
I'll let you off the hook
If you promise not to lie
I'll let you off the hook
If you'd just come straight inside
Send my apologies for (I'll let you, I'll let you)
The times I got behind (I'll let you, I'll let you)
The things that I don't need, and (I'd let you, I'd let you, I'd let you, I'll let you)
The things she tried to hide (I'll let you, I'll let you, I'll let you, I love you)
I'll ask the corpse with a wound to the dome
Buried under the porch of your childhood home, and
I'll hit the snooze and return to the dream where
I was your fool and that wound was for me
A flaw in design, a man-made error
A name of mine was A Chronic Starer
A flaw of mine, maybe user-error