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You never know just how low your ceilings go

until you’re hanging by your throat from them.

You scrape your toes on the carpet down below

and you wished you hadn’t have grown so much this year or last year.

Stuck down in this basement for seven long days

and I’ve been preaching to myself because my choir moved away.

I’ve been quoting all these verses but leaving out the names.

I don’t want to put a face to embarrassment, a race to my shame.

Don’t get so frustrated,

emotions are overrated.

Fickle friends for poor old me, with no such personality.

Left us a good home without her,

I will try at this when I give in.

Bless your heart girl for seizing mine.

If Jesus Christ has died for me how did he become my worst enemy?

In spite of him I will not quit.

I wish that I could be stuck down in this basement for seven long days,

and I’ve been preaching to myself because my choir moved away.

I’ve been quoting all these verses but leaving out the names.

I don’t want to put a face to embarrassment, a race to all my shame.

My best friend an author he torments himself

for the sake of the story and the words he can’t leave out.

When it comes to haunt him, like I know it does,

I hope he finds strength in the characters from the tales that he has spun.

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