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Her Next Friend: Music

House With No Door

(Her Next Friend)
Checked her baggage with skill
Feigning a move
In for the kill

Strange bird(s) flew in the sky
Powered by hate (diving on bait)
Chasing the high

Stretched out on a
Bottomless floor
In search of a
House with no door

Thrown off unbeaten tracks
Wrote me a code
That I’d never crack

Blazing (forgotten) trails
Stood in the gap
Riding the rails

Passed out on a
Bottomless floor
In search of a
House with no door

Tradecraft doubled her life
Weakened by five
Weeks worth of jive
When she arrived
To sharpen her knife