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Milk St. - His House lyrics

Artist: Milk St.

album: Spaced


You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're Sleeping in my head
You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're sleeping in my head
"Why's your brain so black and blue?"
Maybe it's all the shit you put me through
I feel let down, left out, and I don't think
That I want this anymore
You were my everything
You were my Christmas
But now that tree is up in flames
As you were tipping on the drugs that they had claimed
Would take it all away
You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're sleeping in my head
You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're sleeping in my head
I don't think you want me
To elaborate on how I feel
Take a deep breath
And exhale the things you do
This way we've been living
It just isn't healthy
But what do I know, it's not like we've been here all before
It's not my business anymore
You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're sleeping in my head
You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're sleeping in my head
I don't really know how you
Keep on coasting like this through life
I guess I'm alright without you
But I still don't sleep well alone at night
She said say cheese
Show me your teeth
Just sit there and smile, your crying isn't making this easy
Well I'm so sorry
You have problem with honesty
This is just how I feel
I can't shake the feeling of your stupid schpeel
You threw it all away
You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're sleeping in my head
You're going to His House
I'm sleeping on my couch
You're sleeping in his bed and
You're sleeping in my head
(You're going to His House)
(I'm sleeping on my couch)
(You're sleeping in his bed and)
(You're Sleeping in my head)
You were a constellation of sadness
Made from all the regrets
All the things trapped underneath that
You'll never let them see
You were my coffee cup of sadness
I can still taste you on my breath
All the things we wanted to be that
You'll never let them see again
You're going to His House and I'm sleepin'
On my friend's floors
All the things that mattered to me
Don't seem to matter anymore

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