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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jim Andralis
Jim Andralis
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Andralis
Jim Andralis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Foljahn
Tim Foljahn
Producer
Fred Kevorkian
Fred Kevorkian
Mastering Engineer
Tom Beaujour
Tom Beaujour
Producer

Lyrics

These tea leaves ain’t in the mood for talking
And these floorboards never creak
‘cause nothing’s walking
These painted eyes don’t watch when I walk by
Don’t so much as try and catch my eye
I don’t know why I even hang around
If nothing wicked waits for something weak to pound
No one’s buried on this plot of land
This doll won’t even laugh when I squeeze her hand
The only one haunting this house is me
The only one haunting this house is me
I’m the only one haunting this house
These walls don’t even bleed
This place won’t give me what I need
Come on come on
Come on come on
Come on come on
Come on
Come on, house
Show me what you’re made of
I don’t believe there’s nothing to be afraid of
The only one haunting this house is me
The only one haunting this house is me
I’m the only one haunting this house
Written by: Jim Andralis
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