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Find love in the hospital
in the eyes of the weak
behind the mountains of windows
climbing out of these streets
There's no air in this room left to breath
I can barely speak
Sirens are howling outside
of a silencing beat
But I'm an adventurer alone on the seas
the space between hospital beds and machines
and these rattling chains shake these walls and I fall
cause everyone sleeps in this city it creeps and it grows
It's not home,
it's not anywhere near where I thought
I'd grow old but I guess that I'm next to go
Well I've drawn a line on the
ground between my life and death I'm alone
But I wasn't born and raised
for the funeral home
Cause I'm an adventurer alone on the seas
the space between hospital beds and machines
and these rattling chains shake these walls and I fall
well everyone sleeps yeah my body it falls it's my fault
It's not home,
it's not anywhere near where I
thought I'd grow old and i know it's not home
it's not anywhere near where i thought
i'd grow old but I guess that I'm next to go
Tell yourself you're free
Tell yourself you're free
in the eyes of the weak
behind the mountains of windows
climbing out of these streets
There's no air in this room left to breath
I can barely speak
Sirens are howling outside
of a silencing beat
But I'm an adventurer alone on the seas
the space between hospital beds and machines
and these rattling chains shake these walls and I fall
cause everyone sleeps in this city it creeps and it grows
It's not home,
it's not anywhere near where I thought
I'd grow old but I guess that I'm next to go
Well I've drawn a line on the
ground between my life and death I'm alone
But I wasn't born and raised
for the funeral home
Cause I'm an adventurer alone on the seas
the space between hospital beds and machines
and these rattling chains shake these walls and I fall
well everyone sleeps yeah my body it falls it's my fault
It's not home,
it's not anywhere near where I
thought I'd grow old and i know it's not home
it's not anywhere near where i thought
i'd grow old but I guess that I'm next to go
Tell yourself you're free
Tell yourself you're free
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Capewell, James Lockey, Philip Randall., Simon Cripps
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