Misc Mashups - Pvris - my house - holy
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You've got it Call,
But you're got it all Emwrong.
You don't Cknow, you're a poor unfortunate sEmoul.
Oh I kCnow,
You make it seem that you fEmeel whole,
So they don't kCnow, you're a poor unfortunate sEmoul.
You put on a fCaith facade,
Think you're hEmoly when you're not.
I hate to bGreak it to you baby,
But you're simply lDost.
You can rCight all the wrongs just to fEmeel you belong,
But simply cGalling out sins don't bring you clDoser to God.
Cuz you're a gChost at most,
A set of emEmpty bones,
Searching for aGnything and everything to mDake you feel whole,
When iCt gets cold, oh oh Emoh
CNever thought that I would fDeel like this ,
GSuch a mess when I'm in yEmour presence.
I've haCd enough, I think you've been mDaking me sick,
GGotta get you out of mEmy system, yeah
CIt's my house,
DAnd I think it's time to get out,
EmIt's my soul
GIt isn't yours anymore
CIt's my house
DAnd I think it time to get oEmut
But there's no wCay that there's weight in the wEmords that you preach,
When you're cGlaiming your faith and you cDontradict your speech,
So I sCit here and listen to yEmour tongue and cheek,
I know that wGhen you sit and pray you're only prDaying for keeps
Cuz you're a gChost at most
A set of eEmmpty bones
Searching for aGnything and everything to Dmake you feel whole
When Cit gets cold, oh oh Emoh
You're at my beEmdroom door, D
Heard your footsteps on the flEmoor,
Closer than ever befCore.
And now you're Emin my room. D
You're cold air creeping tEmhrough,
Under sheets avoiding yCou,
You wEmalk around I can hear you pacDe,
CGircling my bed framCe
Oh but Emnow we're face to facDe
Head on my pilloGwcase
But darling you can't stDay
Oh you're aCll alone
You poor unfortunate Emsoul
You can't cControl where your bEmody let's you gGo
Oh you're alCl alone
You pDoor unfortunate sEmoul
You're shCallow and empty and filled with regret
I think that cheEmst must be heavy from that cross on your neck
You only Cwear 'cause you're weary of what comes next after your dEmeath
Don't think I didn't notice C Em
Don't think I didn't notice C Em
Don't think I didn't know
CHaven't you hearDd
EmI'm not yours anymoGre
I'm not yours aCnymore D
GIt's my soul and I tEmhink it's time to get out
CHaven't you heaDrd
EmI'm not yours anymoGre
I'm not yours Canymore D
EmIt's my house.