Stuck between the do or die, I feel emaciated.
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Hard to breathe I try and try, I'll get asphyxiated.
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Swinging from the tallest height, with nothing left to hold on to.
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Every sky is blue, but not for me and you.
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Come home, come home, come home, come home.
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Glass and petrol vodka gin, it feels like breathing methane.
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Throw yourself from skin to skin, and still it doesn't dull the pain.
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Vanish like a lipstick trace, it always blows me away.
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Every cloud is grey, with dreams of yesterday.
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Come home, come home, come home, come home,
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come home, come home, come home, come home.
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Always goes against the grain, and I can try and deny it
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Give a monkey half a brain, and still he's bound to fry it.
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Now the happening scene is dead, I used to want to be there too.
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Every sky is blue, but not for me and you.
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Come home, come home, come home, come home,
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come home, come home, come home, come home.
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Come Home
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