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from The Coming Storm by Quiet Child

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Empty bedroom
It feels as though it's always been
Piles of clothing, the subtle smell of damp

Every evening I'm bathed in entertainment radiation

Don't you think we could have spent years
As this two-headed monster with nothing to say?
But we made a choice, and the conditions felt right
So, goodbye, forever, my once best friend

And so it falls to me to beg
I'm fucking sick to death of it
Is there no more connection? No murmured reflection?
I touch my hand to yours
And within the fleeting pause
I'm sure that I knew you one absolute, final time

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from The Coming Storm, released July 8, 2013
music & lyrics by Peter Spiker

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