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GAME NIGHT AT THE FIFTH HOUSE

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Do you want me 

to put the poison in the wine I’m drinking 

or in the beer you’ll drink later? 

Are you still mad at me? 

If an Apple dies as a tree 

falls into an ocean 

Are you still staying the night? 

Do you want to leave me? 

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I love party games 

Mafia is my favourite 

You are good at killing

loving is better 

familiar and fatal 

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I am good at knowing 

the mood of a door 

when it closes 

If the tap is crying 

when it doesn’t shut 

all the way off I am good 

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at engulfing my space 

the couch is capable of breathing 

and it keeps breaking its legs 

I can be good I promise 

I am great at becoming 

whatever you want me to be 

Give me a second give me time 

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Let me show you I promise 

I can walk back into that burning target 

and remember all the things 

you wanted from the store

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