Ithaca Falls
Noun
GENRE
I was a child in Ithaca Falls
Tapping the noose into my veins
And I drew your face in the last storm
And I pinned your body to the wall
I blame you now
But it was always your fault
Burning the children in their sleep
And I cry my name into their mouths
This is a fear which does its toll
I blame you now
It was always your fault
I hear you whisper in your sleep
And I pass your room at night
I touch your flesh and stitch it tight
I draw you close to the white light
I blame you now
But it was always your fault
Tapping the noose into my veins
And I drew your face in the last storm
And I pinned your body to the wall
I blame you now
But it was always your fault
Burning the children in their sleep
And I cry my name into their mouths
This is a fear which does its toll
I blame you now
It was always your fault
I hear you whisper in your sleep
And I pass your room at night
I touch your flesh and stitch it tight
I draw you close to the white light
I blame you now
But it was always your fault
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