[00:27] |
Stuck between the do or die, |
[00:29] |
I feel emaciated. |
[00:36] |
Hard to breathe I try and try, |
[00:39] |
I'll get asphyxiated. |
[00:46] |
Swinging from the tallest height, |
[00:48] |
with nothing left to hold on to. |
[00:55] |
Every sky is blue, but not for me and you. |
[01:04] |
Come home, come home... |
[01:23] |
Glass and petrol vodka gin, |
[01:26] |
it feels like breathing methane. |
[01:33] |
Throw yourself from skin to skin, |
[01:35] |
and still it doesn't dull the pain. |
[01:42] |
Vanish like a lipstick trace, |
[01:44] |
it always blows me away. |
[01:52] |
Every cloud is grey, with dreams of yesterday. |
[02:00] |
Come home, come home... |
[03:14] |
Always goes against the grain, |
[03:16] |
and I can try and deny it |
[03:23] |
Give a monkey half a brain, |
[03:25] |
and still he's bound to fry it. |
[03:32] |
Now the happening scene is dead, |
[03:35] |
I used to want to be there too. |
[03:42] |
Every sky is blue, but not for me and you. |
[03:50] |
Come home, come home... |