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I pushed a bird out from its home
He had his nest where I belong
The ventilation shaft is filled with styrofoam

He slipped across the kitchen floor
Still brought our neighbor to our door
She asked him to stay silent
Now his fantasy is too violent to ignore

If I ever got home
I'd paint these walls Kodachrome
If I ever got the chance
I'd paint these walls with my hands
All of this time
This house wasn't mine
All of this time

I asked the dust behind the shower
About anonymous desire
Our life is like the second season of The Wire

I washed the sink with marmalade
To remove the aftertaste
That's not a wall it's just an imprint of your face

If I ever got home
I'd paint these walls Kodachrome
If I ever got the chance
I'd paint these walls with my hands
All of this time
This house wasn't mine
All of this time

If I ever got home
I'd paint these walls Kodachrome
If I ever got the chance
I'd paint these walls with my hands
All of this time
This house wasn't mine
All of this time



Credits
Writer(s): Henrik Lillehaug, Oyvind Skjerdal, Gudmund Olavsonn Guren
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