Lyrics Heart - The Deadly Syndrome, Chris Richard, Jesse Hoy

Heart

The boy that lost himself
Can find his own way home
It’s just the place you leave when you finally are grown
Up and away we’ll go
To a place we’ve never been
A place we’ve never smelled
A place we’ve never seen
It’s easy the second time
To feel like we’re alone
To feel like we’re the only ones with no place left to go
Out on the open road
It’s where we shall roam
It’s where we shall roam
It’s where we shall roam
Only time will tell
And when it finally does
We’ll be hard of hearing
Barely seeing, never speaking
Every night is the end of the world (When we don’t)
Have anything to wake up for (And we won’t)
Fall asleep when the sun comes up
On the bed that we built with our own two hands
It makes us tick
It makes us tick
It makes us tick
It makes us tick
It makes us tick
(It makes us sick)
It makes us tick
(It makes us sick)
It makes us tick
(It makes us sick)
It makes us tick
(Go!)
This is our heart
This is our heart
This is our heart
This is our heart
This is your heart
This is your heart
This is your heart
This is your heart
This is your heart