The Place We've Never Left

Deafening silence
Is a final round
Cross the line
And see what I'm talking about
You're obsessed
Is it curse or is it a bless?
Can you leave the scene
And leave me possessed

Burn this place down
Burn this place down
Burn this place down
Burn this place down

I'm feeling high
Even tho there's no reply
So many questions
I might need a resupply
Those eyes, without a lack of shame
They look absolutely the same
Your mind is chilling so loud
The ceiling is falling apart

Burn this place down
Burn this place down
Burn this place down
Burn this place down

This is it
The final round
Burn this place down



Credits
Writer(s): Myroslav Sviderok
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