Coming Home Lyrics

He said she said that the colors
In my room
Was a paranoia
It's hard to believe the wells
Can breathe
But I see it in my eyes i see it
In my eyes

Pretty girls with painted faces
Dancing for the boys
Crazy dreams just how it seemed
As the clouds
Just slowly passed my by

Comeing home O-O-Oh
Comeing home O-O-Oh
Comeing home O-O-Oh

Flying high to paper skies
soaring though the heavens
Of shame
Finding now I never left the ground But only now the scars remain
The same
So the scars remain the same, so
They remain the same

Comeing home
Comeing home O-O-Oh
Comeing home O-O-Oh
Comeing home O-O-Oh

Its Always the beautful ones
That let you down
You fall in love with the lust
You fall in love with sex
You fall in love with the faith
The faith the faith in
Yeah

Shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake yeah

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