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Across the Hall
Lost without a ride
It smells
like something died
Now there's no future
without the loss of pride
Cut off at the hip
now
there's no communication
because I've let it slip
beyond my limitations
Across the hall
can you feel me fall
The vibration I'm causing
not moving at all
Covered in scales
I cause them to tilt
Outweighing the pain
of watching me wilt
The train is leaving
there's no believing
that this episode
Is worth retrieving
All these shrinking
spaces
threaten my sanity
So I have no choice
but to play with vanity
Across the hall
Can you feel me fall
The vibration I'm causing
Hitting the wall
White on white
with two shades of guilt
Blend into the cracks
of the halls I've built
Feeling no shame
for being
treated the same
Contracting the truth
& passing the blame
Short-arm the reception
to make
the mood complete
Changing the perception
of what it means to cheat
Across the hall
can you feel me fall
The vibration I'm causing
from loosing it all
Blocking the view
with a holy quilt
Cannot absorb
all the blood I've split...
It smells
like something died
Now there's no future
without the loss of pride
Cut off at the hip
now
there's no communication
because I've let it slip
beyond my limitations
Across the hall
can you feel me fall
The vibration I'm causing
not moving at all
Covered in scales
I cause them to tilt
Outweighing the pain
of watching me wilt
The train is leaving
there's no believing
that this episode
Is worth retrieving
All these shrinking
spaces
threaten my sanity
So I have no choice
but to play with vanity
Across the hall
Can you feel me fall
The vibration I'm causing
Hitting the wall
White on white
with two shades of guilt
Blend into the cracks
of the halls I've built
Feeling no shame
for being
treated the same
Contracting the truth
& passing the blame
Short-arm the reception
to make
the mood complete
Changing the perception
of what it means to cheat
Across the hall
can you feel me fall
The vibration I'm causing
from loosing it all
Blocking the view
with a holy quilt
Cannot absorb
all the blood I've split...
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