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Haunted House Video (MV)




Performed By: Artemisio Romero
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Artemisio Romero y Carver




Artemisio Romero - Haunted House Lyrics




Broken Dishes and closed doors
Broken Dishes and closed doors
We know what there closed for
A haunted mansion and a mountain, with a sign outside that says warning to all those the go forth
And she says so what are you wearing those clothes for
Took me a while to place
But I've been here before
Heard those walls speak before
Foundations creak when there sore
Windows argue with the floor
Like I don't see the sunrise, I get used to the ugly, where's your accomplishments, or admonishment to prove that you love me
And I counter with well I ain't from here
When I moved in I didn't know there would be bugs here, and blood here and a brave new frontier of victim mentality, not mention the broken Dishes
Not to mention the broken dishes

Broken Dishes, but they weren't the ones weren't thrown at me
And in the right like this porcelain looks like bone to me
I'm the right like maybe it doesn't look so broke to me
Maybe this is something new, or maybe we're both lonely
But I made my bed, I sowed the sheets
But when you were holding on to me it made it easy to go to sleep
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English

Broken Dishes and closed doors
Broken Dishes and closed doors
We know what there closed for
A haunted mansion and a mountain, with a sign outside that says warning to all those the go forth
And she says so what are you wearing those clothes for
Took me a while to place
But I've been here before
Heard those walls speak before
Foundations creak when there sore
Windows argue with the floor
Like I don't see the sunrise, I get used to the ugly, where's your accomplishments, or admonishment to prove that you love me
And I counter with well I ain't from here
When I moved in I didn't know there would be bugs here, and blood here and a brave new frontier of victim mentality, not mention the broken Dishes
Not to mention the broken dishes

Broken Dishes, but they weren't the ones weren't thrown at me
And in the right like this porcelain looks like bone to me
I'm the right like maybe it doesn't look so broke to me
Maybe this is something new, or maybe we're both lonely
But I made my bed, I sowed the sheets
But when you were holding on to me it made it easy to go to sleep
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Writer: Artemisio Romero y Carver
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