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There is steam rising |
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From the gravel on the road |
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There is black coal filling up our homes |
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It seeps through the window cracks |
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It slips through the floorboards |
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The mortar is turning black |
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The foundation starts to crack |
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Honey, pack your bags and go |
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There is steam rising from the belly of the beast |
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There is hell on earth |
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There are demons beneath the sheets |
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They see through the window cracks |
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They slip through the floorboards |
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The mortar is turning black |
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The foundation starts to crack |
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Honey, pack your bags and go |
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There is steam rising from the gravel on the road |
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There is black coal filling up our homes |
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It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane |
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It slips through the floorboards and up through the drain |
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There is steam rising from the gravel on the road |
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There is black coal filling up our homes |
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It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane |
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It slips through the floorboards and up through the drain |
