This Haunted House Of Love
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My body is a haunted house
It's emptied out of joy
I have no life to live
But for you, I would have continued
All there is left is a heart made of coal
And the weeping won't cease
Echoing the glory days
That once the happiness was
The lonely sadness that is chained to my soul
Clings around my legs
Dragging against the doorway of each room
Cursing this house of love into nothing but hate
My body is a haunted house
And there's no memories to cherish
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