This Coming Spectre

Open the blinds, let the light peak in
You chose the spot I would be weakest
See me laying in my death
Would you make any sense?
I hear you speaking through the paper thin walls
Why, why
Don't you just help yourself?
Why, why
Was it me that you held?

It scares you when it hurts through the boredom
It's dawning near, when it comes mid-autumn
Will you whistle through the night?
While I'm laying there aside?
I hear you weeping when I fall
Why, why
Don't you just help yourself?
Why, why
Was it me that you held?
I'm coming through
I'm coming through

Why, why
Don't you just help yourself?
Why, why
Was it me that you held?
Why, why
Don't you just help yourself?
Why, why
Was it me that you
Was it me there?
Was it me?



Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Mei Edmunds
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