Текст песни This House

Whose sticky hands are these

And what is this empty place?

I could be happily lost but for your face

Here stands an empty house

That used to be full of life

Now it's home for no one and his wife

It's a hovel and

Who can take your place?

I can't face another day

And who will shelter me?

It's cold in here

Cover me

Under these fingertips

A strange body rolls and dips

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Later as day descends

I'll shout from my window

To anyone listening, "I'm losing"

Who can take your place?

I can't face another day

And who will shelter me?

It's cold in here

Cover me

Oh, in a plague of hateful questioning

Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear

I hear the din of lovers jousting

When I'm hiding with my head to the wall

So who will shelter me?

It's cold in here