Places Called Home - Shaking At Memories

The hole under this house is echoing
Each step is reaching out
To drain all of the snow out of these mountains
To fill its gaping mouth
But all it finds is me
Drunk and high on my sleep
But all it finds is me
Robbing it of it's dreams
Oh I know you know
I'm stuck in the middle
Don't leave me behind
It's getting too hard to follow
I know that I crave control
And I should let you go but
I'm still shaking at the memories on a kitchen floor
I keep replaying shaking hands trying to change a light bulb
A nodding head heads into a light post
A face too limp to protest and say no
And eyes too dark to cry out for help
And it'll never let them stop
Oh I know you know
I'm stuck in the middle
Don't leave me behind
It's getting too hard to follow
I know that I crave control
And I should let you go but
I'm still shaking at the memories on a kitchen floor
I'm still spitting flames outside of your door
I'm still spitting flames outside of your door
It never worked before
It doesn't matter cuz
I'm still spitting flames
I'm still spitting flames outside of your door
These hands aren't shaking anymore
They found their rest beneath a forest floor

Written by:
Brandon Sturgell

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