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Deadly Rooms of Death (DROD) is a computer puzzle game. It was created by Erik Hermansen in 1996 and has been regularly extended since then. The original version of the game published by Webfoot Technologies is no longer available. In 2000 the author reacquired the rights to DROD from Webfoot and released the source code; he continues the support and development as "Caravel DROD". more »

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Ok it's been a lot of writing
Think my hands got arthritis
Honestly i've just been hiding away 
And finding a climate 
Where I tap into my happy place 
But I can't seem to find it 
Cause the people that surrounding me 
Just never seem reliant 
So I stay inside my headspace 
Emotions getting heavy  
Praying I could send me away
Seems like the best days
I can't say 
What I don't know but I know where i'm going 
So whenever is the lowest 
I would see these thoughts awoken 
Seems like peace and love don't work
I wanna get below the surface 
I see hatred reoccurring 
Then see pain turn into burden
Promise momma I would call her
But I haven't had the chance too
I guess she ain't priority 
And I look like a bad dude
It's past due, apologies 
A brand new philosophy 
My bad mood is honestly 
When fast food looks like quality 
She calling me
And I contemplate to answer
I know it's bout' the family 
Like they all really worried 
Cause my aunts battling cancer
She's barely in her forty's 
They ask to keep it lowkey
But that's another story 
I don't wanna intrude with my own premise
That ain't none of my business 
Everybody's got different opinions 
Like you free from all your riddance?
What car are you driving?
How much is the mileage?
Can we travel in it
And please take me on your highway?
Tell me bout' your life
Open up to me 
And then i'll tell you about mine
Cause i've been finding out that vulnerably leads to intimate growth 
And I feel like you're not somebody that I really know 
I wanna close the gap with you because someday I hope
That you can see the potential at the end of the road 
Whoa

I'll see you when i'm back home
For now you can turn the lights off
You never hitting my phone
I feel this is my fault
Yea yea yea 
I feel like this is my fault 
I feel like this is my fault (Yea yea)
I feel like this is my fault (Yea yea)
I feel like this is my fault (Yea yea)

Alright but
I'm onto bigger better things 
Been thinking bout' a wedding ring 
The thought of you is settling 
Way more than just together everyday 
From second grade 
Making lemonade 
Off of the kitchen table 
To enable me
To get some pesos off these written fables
Look
I've been on top of my league
Cannot be dropping the tea
Yea don't got a car with a lease
You paying too many fees
Yea I got a single to tease
Gotta go double the streams 
Yea bout' to perform with the ease
And they knowing all of the words
Even the hook and the verse
Kinda like heaven on earth 
But still getting sent to the curb
I know I never could hurt,
Something that Ivalue
In my eyes you're a medallion 
But i'll put that in the album
Cause i'm trying to find a balance 
And I won't 

See you when i'm back home nah
So now you can turn the lights off yea
You never hitting my phone yea
I feel like this is my fault
I feel like this is my fault
I feel like this is my fault
I feel like this is my fault
I feel like this is my fault

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