LYRIC

You were in the kitchen
Arguing with your mother
The sound of running water
And the heat from the oven

Some days I go out walking
Some days I just sit around
I cop whenever I gotta
As long as my man's around

They say the house isn't haunted
But light touches every wall
When you split the heart open
What comes out isn't blood

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