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House Of Memories
The blue house, marked with a wreath
No one knows of the bodies beneath
So many lives broken, hard to swallow
No one knows of their graves so shallow
They paid the ultimate price in your sick game
No one knows that kind of guilt and shame
Bound and gagged, in utter pain
Their will remains unbroken, as they broke your chain
Loose and free, ready to fight
Muster your courage, get up on that cold dark night
They ran, when you came after them with a knife
Too bad, So sad it ended with their life
Everyone says family's are a team
But everyone knows, nothing is what it seems
No one knows of the bodies beneath
So many lives broken, hard to swallow
No one knows of their graves so shallow
They paid the ultimate price in your sick game
No one knows that kind of guilt and shame
Bound and gagged, in utter pain
Their will remains unbroken, as they broke your chain
Loose and free, ready to fight
Muster your courage, get up on that cold dark night
They ran, when you came after them with a knife
Too bad, So sad it ended with their life
Everyone says family's are a team
But everyone knows, nothing is what it seems
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