Awake and Hungry
The house awake and hungry makes the room become its mouth
And my friends and my love, they're all just spectres to me now
And they walk the clotted hallway, stalking, aching as they prowl
Towards the house alive and upright gulps a burning mouthful down
The stomach is the cellar and the room is now its mouth
And the corridors are twisted and the ghosts clog up its bowles
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
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
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, house, house, house
House, house, house, house
Awake, hungry, upright, alive
Awake, hungry, upright, alive
And my friends and my love, they're all just spectres to me now
And they walk the clotted hallway, stalking, aching as they prowl
Towards the house alive and upright gulps a burning mouthful down
The stomach is the cellar and the room is now its mouth
And the corridors are twisted and the ghosts clog up its bowles
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
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
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, house, house, house
House, house, house, house
Awake, hungry, upright, alive
Awake, hungry, upright, alive
Credits
Writer(s): Louis Milburn, Sean Harper, Tom Doherty, Kai Tokunbo Korede Akinde-hummel
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