歌词
The house awake and hungry makes a room become its mouth,
And my friends and my love are just spectres to me now.
And they walk the clotted hallways, stalking, aching as they prowl towards
The house alive and upright gulps a burning mouthful down.
The stomach is the cellar and a room is now its mouth,
And the corridors are twisted and the ghosts clog up its bowels,
And the attic overflows with what daylight doesn’t allow,
The house awake and hungry spits a burning mouthful out.
I was reborn here, and I could die twice.
I was reborn here, and I could die twice.
I contort myself into the shape of
Someone who can deal, who won’t break off
So low nothing’s beneath me
And I could die twice.
House.
Awake.
Hungry.
Upright.
Alive.
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