All We're Told

Just an old house
On an odd street
In a neighborhood
Just a cold pipe
In the basement
Wouldn't take a look
Just a broken
Set of speakers
Something out of place
Just a candle
Burning slowly
Near a picture frame
Just a shadow
Just the AC
You're just paranoid
Now don't worry
What it might be
It's just understood
That all we're told
Is all there is, so
Don't get careless
It's a demon
Not a game of cards
Always restless
Always eager
To inherit scars
Just an old house
On an odd street
Don't go in the woods
Just a cold pipe
In the basement
Wouldn't take a look
There's no way out
There is no place to go
So what's the harm
In taking a look?
You're taking the road down
To all that you can't return
You're taking the road down
To all that you can't return
Instead of avoiding your demons
You pray for more
Instead of avoiding your demons
You feed the worst



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