House Of Pain Songtext

A nickle for,a kiss of death.
A close encounter, too close to catch.

Pride swallowed, to feed the hunger.
The ignorant, versus the blinder.

Homeless man's journey, a tortured soul.
Tx floating in tub, !@#$ed up mixing bowl.

Chorus
Let the wind blow this house down,
blow this house down, down, down.

A heaven out of reach, a dream too tall.
A hell within touch, a choice too cloce to call.

A sin committed, a confession's ending.
A sinner repenting, a repenter sinning.

A million $ spent, a million $ lost.
Stolen happiness, but at who's cost.

Chorus

Let the wind blow this house down,
blow this house down, down, down.
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