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Burning House


Stuck in a burning house and I can't get out.

This is my hell, for the things I done; I don't deserve happiness.

I let everyone down.

In this burning house the flames consumes my mind,

I can no longer think straight. Day by day, I struggle with out a doubt

No one understands what goes through my mind 

I have people I can turn to; will that's what they say.

In this burning house is what I call my life.

I want to put it out, and I thik I know how.

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