There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back.

 
I don't like walking around this old and empty house
So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear
The stairs creak as I sleep, it's keeping me awake
It's the house telling you to close your eyes

Some days I can't even trust myself
It's killing me to see you this way
'Cause though the truth may vary, this
ship will carry our bodies safe to shore.

There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back
Well tell her that I miss our little talks


Some days I dont know if I am wrong or right
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear
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