Suburban House Thieves - reverie

Small Talk, Black Hole

Conversational
Small Talk Blackhole

Before you left your country on your own
You never knew you loved your home
At least you found someone to tag along
Somewhere amongst the lost and found

It's like a paradise
But filled with demon eyes
Cries to herself at night
Warm tears that feel like ice

Before you left your country on your own
You never knew you loved your home
At least you found someone to tag along
Somewhere amongst the lost and found

They say that loneliness
Make things hard to forget
You hide that pretty face
Behind that cigarette

Before you left your country on your own
You never knew you loved your home
At least you found someone to tag along
Somewhere amongst the lost and found

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Writer(s): Phillip Dixon
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