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All you have to do is get out of bed.

Your family is knocking at the door,

And you can’t keep them waiting anymore.

Oh, how you fill your sister with dread!

Oh, how your mother can’t love you like before!

All you have to do is get out of bed,

Your family is knocking at the door.

You still have ways to go until you’re dead.

Your father doesn’t know who you are anymore,

He just knows the vermin on the floor.

All you have to do is get out of bed.

Your family is knocking at the door,

And you can’t keep them waiting anymore.

Written by El Bancroft

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  • El is a writer, poet, and visual artist studying an extended major in Writing and minoring in Film Studies. El is a bibliophile who loves all things horror, gothic, absurdist and sci-fi. They are a social anarchist who believes in the power of activism via the written form. Out of work hours, you can find El playing video games with friends and re-watching Mike Flanagan shows.

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