Graham Coxon - This House lyrics

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In this house nothing keeps you warm

In this house writings on the wall

Felt like this before

In this house vinegar and pain

In this house loneliness again

Nights without an end

Weeping trees, scolded knees, you'll never see a place to hide

A bed of bones and bruising stones, so alone inside the fear

In this house nothing keeps you warm

In this house writings on the wall

Felt like this before