Low
Seems like home, instead
I've never felt this way before
Memories are erased
And the smell is so comfortable
Seems like home, instead
I've never felt this way before
Memories are erased
And the smell is so comfortable
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait there until it explodes
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait for me there
Hey, I get damn low
But hey, what am I supposed to do?
Yeah me, I get damn low
Tonight you can pray but there's no home
Awareness is my choice
I'm not feeling so good thrown here
The secrets they own
From here are so desirable
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait there until it explodes
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait for me there
Hey, I get damn low
But hey, what am I supposed to do?
Yeah me, I get damn low
Tonight you can pray but there's no home
Beneath the secret that I don't belong here
What's real or not, and what will get stuck
Empty as a leech, experiences around
I don't, I don't, I will not get stuck
Find the secret that you don't belong here
What's real or not, you won't get stuck
Passed out and buried, controlled from the inside
But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
Hey, I get damn low
But hey, what am I supposed to do?
Yeah me, I get damn low
Tonight you can pray but there's no home
There's no home, there's no home
There's no home, there's no home
There's no home, there's no home
There's no
I've never felt this way before
Memories are erased
And the smell is so comfortable
Seems like home, instead
I've never felt this way before
Memories are erased
And the smell is so comfortable
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait there until it explodes
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait for me there
Hey, I get damn low
But hey, what am I supposed to do?
Yeah me, I get damn low
Tonight you can pray but there's no home
Awareness is my choice
I'm not feeling so good thrown here
The secrets they own
From here are so desirable
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait there until it explodes
Hands up to the ceiling
Wait for me there
Hey, I get damn low
But hey, what am I supposed to do?
Yeah me, I get damn low
Tonight you can pray but there's no home
Beneath the secret that I don't belong here
What's real or not, and what will get stuck
Empty as a leech, experiences around
I don't, I don't, I will not get stuck
Find the secret that you don't belong here
What's real or not, you won't get stuck
Passed out and buried, controlled from the inside
But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
Hey, I get damn low
But hey, what am I supposed to do?
Yeah me, I get damn low
Tonight you can pray but there's no home
There's no home, there's no home
There's no home, there's no home
There's no home, there's no home
There's no
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