Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song wooden home, artist - nothing,nowhere.. Album song one takes vol. 1, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 09.07.2020
Record label: Fueled By Ramen
Song language: English
wooden home |
After all this I’ll say |
There’s always more time |
There’s always tomorrow |
Cause I can’t be honest with myself |
And I hope you’ll forgive me |
I’m trying my best |
To be what I want to be |
Say what’s on my mind |
Be a better man |
Fucking learn to socialize |
But I won’t |
Maybe one day |
Just as long as I stay awake |
Just as long as I wake up |
Just as long as I leave my bed |
But you’re the only one who kept me together |
And I’d be lying if I said I was fine |
You don’t have to call back |
Just thought that I would try |
Cause I still feel your presence |
Flowing through my veins |
I can only blame so much |
On my fucked up brain |
And the pills that I’ve been taking |
Just accentuate the pain |
So I’ll build my own wooden home |
To rest my frail frame |
I can still feel your presence |
Flowing through my veins |
I can only blame so much |
On my fucked up brain |
And the pills that I’ve been taking |
Just accentuate the pain |
So I’ll build my own wooden home |
To rest my frail frame |
I felt the cold wind in Minnesota |
Felt that old heat in Arizona |
I’ve seen the barrenness of Oklahoma |
I’ve been to Little Rock, down to Kansas |
Seen the pretty folk in Los Angeles |
But I always knew that I’d come home |
So I can drive around the Rotary |
Listening to Owen |
Wishing I was someone |
Spending time with anyone |
And when we leave this Earth |
What will we have |
A couple laughs and a couple fights |
But you’re the only one who kept me together |
And I’d be lying if I said I was fine |
You don’t have to call back |
Just thought that I would try |
Cause I still feel your presence |
Flowing through my veins |
I can only blame so much |
On my fucked up brain |
And the pills that I’ve been taking |
Just accentuate the pain |
So I’ll build my own wooden home |
To rest my frail frame |
I can still feel your presence |
Flowing through my veins |
I can only blame so much |
On my fucked up brain |
And the pills that I’ve been taking |
Just accentuate the pain |
So I’ll build my own wooden home |
To rest my frail frame |