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This house is not a home anymore

It’s unlocked every window and opened every door

Thieves and villains enter in the night

Searching every nook and cranny for some hint of light

 

The sun comes up and it keeps them at bay

The doors are locked and it keeps them away

Unfortunately the damage has begin

But nobody can tell, if they’re a stranger looking in

 

Fake garden grass and a newly planted tree

May fool the neighbors but it sure ain’t fooling me

Fresh new paint hides the beat up coat beneath

New locks on windows, a trespassing sign at my feet

 

You can hide the battle scars but new wounds bleed a lot

Some broken furniture and an over boiling ***

Don’t draw the shades on me now or the curtains on me yet

We’ll get you all cleaned up, clear that fog from your head

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tins-nox
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Published
Dec 13, 2011
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