Koedal
I've been living alone, exiled in foreign land
There's an empty throne, a reminder of statelessness
Finding a common thread, in the fires of burning beds
Trying to make a space, for a martyr with broken grace
Living alone
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath
Then this body becomes my own, submerge, salt water, I'm coming back
Find roots somewhere
Bind broken threads
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without
There's a will and a way, to arrive there in the end
If I lose my place, I'll bribe the ferryman
When I listen to my bloodline calling
I would hesitate to own it
It's just complicated but I'll find a place to call home
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath
Then this body becomes my own, submerge, salt water, I'm coming back
Find roots somewhere
Bind broken threads
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath
At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, borders casting symmetry
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
I will find a way, I am coming back I'm coming back
I will find another way
I'm coming back
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, borders casting symmetry
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
There's an empty throne, a reminder of statelessness
Finding a common thread, in the fires of burning beds
Trying to make a space, for a martyr with broken grace
Living alone
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath
Then this body becomes my own, submerge, salt water, I'm coming back
Find roots somewhere
Bind broken threads
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without
There's a will and a way, to arrive there in the end
If I lose my place, I'll bribe the ferryman
When I listen to my bloodline calling
I would hesitate to own it
It's just complicated but I'll find a place to call home
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath
Then this body becomes my own, submerge, salt water, I'm coming back
Find roots somewhere
Bind broken threads
When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath
At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, borders casting symmetry
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
I will find a way, I am coming back I'm coming back
I will find another way
I'm coming back
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
At last, a home, borders casting symmetry
At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin
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