That Summer, At Home I Had Become the Invisible Boy
And 14, and you know
That I'm looking the wrong way
And is the past outside
Or in this lovely home
A strong father figure
And with a heart of gold
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
And 14, and you know
That I've learned the easy way
The stupid decisions
And with a broken heart
And they're sitting around the table
And they're talking behind your back
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're broken in
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
That I'm looking the wrong way
And is the past outside
Or in this lovely home
A strong father figure
And with a heart of gold
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
And 14, and you know
That I've learned the easy way
The stupid decisions
And with a broken heart
And they're sitting around the table
And they're talking behind your back
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're broken in
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Orzel, Mark Gerard Devine, James Graham, Andrew James Macfarlane
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- Cold Days from the Birdhouse
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- Walking for Two Hours
- Last Year's Rain Didn't Fall Quite so Hard
- Talking with Fireworks / Here, It Never Snowed
- Mapped by What Surrounded Them
- And She Would Darken The Memory
- I'm Taking the Train Home
- Fourteen Autumns and Fifteen Winters
- That Summer at Home, I Had Become the Invisible Boy - Demo
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