1. Stuck between the do or die
I feel emaciated
Hard to breathe i try and try
I'll get asphyxiated
Swinging from the tallest height
With nothing left to hold on to
Every sky is blue
But not for me and you
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Glass and petrol vodka gin
It feels like breathing methane
Throw yourself from skin to skin
And still it doesn't dull the pain
Vanish like a lipstick trace,
It always blows me away.
Every cloud is grey,
With dreams of yesterday.
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home.
Always goes against the grain,
And i can try and deny it,
Give a monkey half a brain,
And still he's bound to fry it,
Now the happening scene is dead,
I used to want to be there too,
Strange infatuation seems to the
evening tide.
I'll take it by your side.
Such imagination seems to help
the feeling slide.
I'll take by your side.
Instant correction sucks and
breeds a pack of lies.
I'll take by your side.
0versaturation curls the and tans
the hide.
I'll take by your side.
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