Lyrics Life Magazine - Cold Cave, Prurient

Life Magazine

I dig myself
To the center of the earth
And then there was a hole
I crawl back
And put a knock upon your door
But there was no one home
I’m not going back
I climb clouds
To the bluest of the sky
And all i saw was air
I rain my love
To the heads that breathe below
But none of them cared
I’m not going back