House of Tears
Marcela Salgado
In through the gray door there's no one inside, my bedroom feels cold I tried to make it my own
But it's a house of tears, a house of tears.
Spats and grief start to plague it feels pointless to stay
In this house of tears, house of tears.
I won't die in here I will run away, I won't pay the bills to sleep in a house of pain.
Still no warm amity the winter forced me to break, options are ceased from my hands
From this house of tears, house of tears, in this house of tears, house of tears, house of tears.
Just count the days, just count the days,
