Come Home - Brad Cole

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[00:27.34]Stuck between the do or die,
[00:29.73]I feel emaciated.
[00:36.84]Hard to breathe I try and try,
[00:39.06]I'll get asphyxiated.
[00:46.17]Swinging from the tallest height,
[00:48.71]with nothing left to hold on to.
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[00:55.81]Every sky is blue, but not for me and you.
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[01:04.21]Come home, come home, come home, come home.
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[01:23.81]Glass and petrol vodka gin,
[01:26.10]it feels like breathing methane.
[01:33.24]Throw yourself from skin to skin,
[01:35.51]and still it doesn't dull the pain.
[01:42.48]Vanish like a lipstick trace,
[01:44.88]it always blows me away.
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[01:52.29]Every cloud is grey,
[01:54.44]with dreams of yesterday.
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[02:00.49]Come home, come home, come home, come home,
[02:19.11]come home, come home, come home, come home.
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[03:13.57]Always goes against the grain,
[03:15.54]and I can try and deny it
[03:22.73]Give a monkey half a brain,
[03:24.91]and still he's bound to fry it.
[03:32.12]Now the happening scene is dead,
[03:34.34]I used to want to be there too.
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[03:41.49]Every sky is blue, but not for me and you.
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[03:49.72]Come home, come home, come home, come home,
[04:08.43]come home, come home, come home, come home.
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