Song Lyrics

Stuck between the do or die
I feel emaciated
Hard to breathe I try and try
I'll get asphyxiated
Swinging from the tallest height
With nothing left to hold on to

Every sky is blue
But not for me and you

Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home

Glass and petrol vodka gin
It feels like breathing methane
Throw yourself from skin to skin
And still it doesn't dull the pain
Vanish like a lipstick trace,
It always blows me away.

Every cloud is grey,
With dreams of yesterday.

Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home.

Always goes against the grain,
And I can try and deny it,
Give a monkey half a brain,
And still he's bound to fry it,
Now the happening scene is dead,
I used to want to be there too,

Every sky is blue,
But not for me and you,

Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,
Come home,

Robert Fylling