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Ephemera

little house of horrors

im waiting in my
bed for you
im waiting in my bed for you

im waiting at the
door for you
im waiting at the door for you

come home to me
mi bebé
come home to me, mi bebé

its all I can think
about right now
its all i can think about right now

im waiting for
waiting for you
im waiting for you right now

waiting in my
little house of horrors
my little house of horrors now

im waiting for
you to come home
come home to me, bebé