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Up Above

I haven't lived here very long, so I'm not used to the sounds I hear
It sounds like screams of terror coming from the apartment above
I also hears thuds, what this is I'm not really clear
I bet the person that lives there wished they could fly away like a
dove.

The sounds from above wake me from a deep sleep
So I am kind of groggy as I stumble around trying to find the light
With all this noise a corpse couldn't sleep
I walk into the bathroom and see the pipes are leaking again, so I get a
wrench and try to turn the nut on the pipe real real tight.

Now I hear sirens it seems the police have arrived
Something bad must have happened upstairs
I wonder if sadistic things make the neighbors thrive
After what I heard for a little while I was scared.

This apartment house must really be old for my pipes
to leak when they run water upstairs
I am in a state of awe, as I try to figure out what happened up above
After what I head it's hard to sit here without a care
I wish there was something I could do but I'm scared to even think about
going above.

Going back into the bathroom, I see the pipes are leaking again
But what is this? The leaking water has the color of red
I know what happened now, no need to pretend
From what I can figure out someone is dead.

 

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