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It's Just Me

It's Just Me
You were bad to forget to lock the doors
so I thought I had better check
I stood by the bed my pillow you hold
while sleeping my side of the bed
as I walked down the hall you sat straight up
had you forgot how the floor would creak
you stand at the top of the stairs and shake
I was always stomping down the steps
your standing there with your mouth wide open
you would think you had seen a ghost
I always turn the handle then shake the door
to make sure it's tight and closed










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