Nextdoor

It's hard to run a mile
To catch up to the ones
That wouldn't wait
For you to take a break
It takes more than a minute
To gain knowledge of who you are
I should of seen it
Coming right down the old chimney
It hurts me
Not to say anything
Why do you
Always seem to
Spread the lies
I might die
Some days you'll wanna cry
To relieve the things you hide
From the ones that live next-door
Why were they such a bore?
We tried to hide the fact
That we wouldn't make it back
Before the clock struck nine
Was it even a crime?
It hurts me
Not to say anything
Why do you
Always seem to
Spread the lies
I might die
You never know



Credits
Writer(s): Tahlia Amanson
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