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DirtyHome feels like home, without all the wrong, Two thoughts i could blame the cost, But this is all myf ault, II should've left the lost with lost, My walls talk i can hear the whispers of ur unpainted fixtures ,All the hell all of you brought, its all my fault, with a thought i knew situations was going to be abrasives on bad vibrations, low educated talk of how its everyones fault your homeless ya talk is also tone less and empty but how will i know my enemies if i dont take on the emptys of feelings, that you send me