Radical Face – Fog In The House Of Lightbulbs (Guitar)

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The cross in the middle of the room

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But the ghost who sleeps in the kitchen sink

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And the one who shines my shoes all put the money in a bag

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And left the house before the blizzards came

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The summer's got his teeth in me again

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But my bones are sweating and my clothes are gone and i can't get enough to drink

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So now the place to be is where the moonlight never blinks

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And i'd love to explain but truth be told i'm not sure what to think

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So now i'm going to bed

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I woke up with my head stuffed full of fog beyond it out into the livingroom

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Until i couldn't see the floors or walls

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And as the sun cut through i finally found a place to lay

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The skeleton in my closet left his home

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Now he sits up on the rooftop and shouts my secrets with a megaphone

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And as the shit hit the fan i packed my bags and caught the train

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And i'd like to point the finger but there's no one left to blame

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Now there's nothing left to protect me from the rain and it's really coming down

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It's the thought that burns you out it's the hook that drags you under

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And it's the grin that rats you out it's a snowstorm in the summer

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It's the sky that spoils the cloud it's the burn marks on your mother

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And it's the thought that burns you out it's the hook that drags you under and so on

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Boring and twisting a moth stuck in the ground

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Has made a house of your lightbulbs

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Mottled and crooked

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A hiccup in the sound

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Is like a smudge on the tv

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Like a crick in your neck

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Like mistakes that you never regret

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It's the look upon your face it's the rat that lost the race

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It's the shivers in your spine it's the heart you'll never find

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It's the names in wet cement it's the things you can't forget

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It's the fear of growing old it's the life you'll never know

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It's the scratches in your teeth it's the time you left for weeks

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It's the age when you didn't care, darling

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Cutthroat and ambling

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The help that's never around

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Just like a wish on your birthday

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Tired and empty

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Attacks on what you found

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Is like a spot on invention

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Like a bug in your food

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Like a thing that's too good to be true and so