Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Short Way Home, artist - Lower Than Atlantis.
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: English
Short Way Home |
If you want I can keep on trying to break through this brick wall |
But I’m out of cash and my liver’s full |
Sometimes I feel like dying more than usual |
Thanks for tonight, but I’ve got to go |
It’s an after party, after party |
And naughty things getting off with me |
At least it’s regularly |
It’s all good fun at the time |
But by the time my thumbs are dry |
I’m left with a headache and bloodshot eyes |
We could walk the short way home |
The wind’s still cold and I forgot my coat |
Typical, just starting to get high |
I wish I could be anywhere but here |
But it’s my own fault and I know |
I’d still the say the same at home |
Friday night and I’m in my pyjamas |
With a kid film ready to go |
Then I get the call adrenaline flows |
I would rather stay home in my bedroom safe in my own house |
I don’t want to leave, but I don’t want to miss out |
It’s an after party, after party |
And naughty things getting off with me |
At least it’s regularly |
It’s all good fun at the time |
But by the time my thumbs are dry |
I’m left with a headache and bloodshot eyes |
We could walk the short way home |
The wind’s still cold and I forgot my coat |
Typical, just starting to get high |
I wish I could be anywhere but here |
But it’s my own fault and I know I’d still say the same at home |
We could walk the short way home |
The wind’s still cold and I forgot my coat |
Typical, just starting to get high |
I wish I could be anywhere but here |
But it’s my own fault and I know I’d still say the same at home |