.When the villagers come to my door I will hide underneath the table in the dining room
knees drawn to my chest
When the villagers come to my door I will breathe shallow breaths from high up in my stomach ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Waiting for the front door to splinter, waiting all winter.
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