House Of Blues

Sometimes I get so sad
It hurts to breathe

My mind is a mad house
Windows jump out of me

Mirrors hang themselves
Candles burn at both ends

Ceilings are floors
I’m in-between

Alarms go off
I stay in dread

Sometimes I get so sad
It hurts to grieve

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