Home
There'd be no better place then home today
Sadly I cannot make it there
I get these splinters caught in my mind
Like a churning clock they get deeper and deeper
And if I
Fall to the ground
There'll be no coming down
And I'll wait
It's not my time to state the pain you've brought upon me
I've been home for a little while now
But the pain on your face makes me feel guilty it says it all
But I write within cliches and my intelligence it falls away
You know I'll be up there one day soon
And if I
Get up know
You know I won't be feeling sound
And I stay when I should be home
With people that care about be not these ignorant assholes
It's not my fault
The road was paved before I came
It's not my choice
Why am I the one to blame
It's not my fault
The road was paved before I came
It's not my choice
Why am I the one to blame
And if I
Get up know
You know I won't be feeling sound
And I stay when I should be home
With people that care about be not these ignorant assholes
I've been home for a little while now
But somehow it doesn't feel the same
Didn't think I'd miss you when you were gone
But I guess I was wrong, not sure I'll ever be used to the change
Sadly I cannot make it there
I get these splinters caught in my mind
Like a churning clock they get deeper and deeper
And if I
Fall to the ground
There'll be no coming down
And I'll wait
It's not my time to state the pain you've brought upon me
I've been home for a little while now
But the pain on your face makes me feel guilty it says it all
But I write within cliches and my intelligence it falls away
You know I'll be up there one day soon
And if I
Get up know
You know I won't be feeling sound
And I stay when I should be home
With people that care about be not these ignorant assholes
It's not my fault
The road was paved before I came
It's not my choice
Why am I the one to blame
It's not my fault
The road was paved before I came
It's not my choice
Why am I the one to blame
And if I
Get up know
You know I won't be feeling sound
And I stay when I should be home
With people that care about be not these ignorant assholes
I've been home for a little while now
But somehow it doesn't feel the same
Didn't think I'd miss you when you were gone
But I guess I was wrong, not sure I'll ever be used to the change
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Writer(s): Eliot Argus
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