The shockwaves it set off left cracks in the floor,
I'm tripping over them as I stumble to the door,
Falling on my face while looking for something more,
Without even knowing what that doorway has in store,
The black lights turn on showing the fingerprints on the scene,
No matter how much I scrub away the stains, they're never clean,
What I once believed was red has now become green,
The damage they left behind is worse than what I've ever seen,
Broken down door crashes as it falls,
Can't wash the blame off the mud-stained floors and walls,
Trying to rest in a bed that's been torn apart,
Need to rebuild but I don't know where to start.
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