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, 

Strange infatuation seems to the evening tide. I'll take it by your side. Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide. I'll take by your side. Instant correction sucks and breeds a pack of lies. I'll take by your side. 0versaturation curls the and tans the hide. I'll take by your side. tick-tock (x3) tick (x6)