Home So Late

Home so late
Even the Christmas lights are off
For the solitary drive up the mountain

Home so late
From screaming my lungs out at a house show
Into the practice room to whisper into a condenser microphone

Home all day
Sitting on my bedroom floor
Trying to decide if an afterlife is something to live for

In my class I learned
We're just plants that have all of the answers
And they'll remove our bodies from the cages and replace us with panthers



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Lucian
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