Cellar doors open, all others shut behind
Bas#ment corner stacked so high
Filled with trinkets from my failures
I don’t even try to sort out
Every weekend spent, we did our best
It’s in the details, every expense
It wasn’t perfect but was it worth it in the end
Cellar doors open, all others shut behind
Bas#ment corner stacked so high
Filled with trinkets from my failures
I don’t even try to sort out
And I can’t explain it, I’m a moth drawn to the light
I’m having a hard time letting the past die
I never thought it’d be this difficult to say goodbye
I can’t explain it
A ticking timebomb
Tear down the paneling from the walls
It’s so hard to walk away when
I don’t care enough to stay at all
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