I Am Ghost - This Is Home Lyrics

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This Is Home

This Is Home Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For This Is Home By I Am Ghost?
Close your eyes
It's easier that way... A golden cup And a toast to kings Lost and decayed, we are cut beyond our saving But we are home now, the room is still warm. I fell in love with an Angel, a heart that isn't cold Say goodnight, we are dying, just hold on Bless these shadows and tested every one They can't steal our love tonight. A century of open arms that shield the light This battle scar is healing Cast all the pain to the tourniquet that binds me But we are home now, the sun won't hurt you anymore... I fell in love with an Angel, a heart that isn't cold Say goodnight, we are dying, just hold on Bless these shadows and tested everyone They can't steal our love tonight. Love has given me a reason to live... And love has given me a reason to die. I fell in love with an Angel, a heart that isn't cold Say goodnight, we are dying, just hold on Bless these shadows and tested everyone They can't steal our love tonight. I fell in love with an Angel, a heart that isn't cold, isn't cold, isn't cold I can feel the pain of the sun as it lights up the air I can taste the hope, it's everywhere Love has given me reasons to live And love has given me a reason to say... goodbye. |
Who Wrote This Is Home By I Am Ghost?
Travis Barker, Thomas Delonge, Tom Delonge, Mark Hoppus
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What's The Duration Of The This Is Home By I Am Ghost?The duration of This Is Home is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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