Not Home-Above The Underground

歌手 : Above The Underground

专辑 : Sonder (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:15

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TXT Not Home-Above The Underground 文本歌词

Romance is dead, she left it,

Lying face down cold and honest,

Strangled with bedsheets,

Resurrected as bones in my closet.

You're not home, don't tell me,

You're not home,

My love was careful where she tread,

To keep her trespass in my head,

And it's not fair,

No you're, you're not welcome anymore,

You've gone too far.

It used to be about her,

Now I'm standing alone and well,

It was a f**king disaster!

Got a lot to answer for, Got a lot to answer for,

It used to be about her,

Now I'm standing alone and well,

It was a f**king disaster!

Got a lot to answer for, Got a lot to answer for.

Some ships lie safely by the shore,

But that's not what people built them for,

So we're out of luck and time and all we stand for,

Stand up and be counted for what you've done,

Stand up and admit that you've f**ked this up.

It used to be about her,

Now I'm standing alone and well,

It was a f**king disaster!

Got a lot to answer for, Got a lot to answer for,

It used to be about her,

Now I'm standing alone and well,

It was a f**king disaster!

Got a lot to answer for, Got a lot to answer for.

I won't compromise, I won't compromise,

I won't compromise,

I won't compromise, I won't compromise,

I won't compromise.

This is me calling you out,

You're just like everyone else,

Every piece of real estate in hell, you've built yourself,

You've earnt it,

This is me calling you out,

You're just like everyone else,

Every piece of real estate in hell, you've built yourself,

You've earnt it.

Romance is dead, she left it,

Lying face down cold and honest,

Strangled with bedsheets,

Resurrected as bones in my closet,

Romance is dead, she left it,

Lying face down cold and honest,

Strangled with bedsheets,

Resurrected as bones in my closet.

(You're not home, don't tell me you're not home,

You're not home, don't tell me you're not home)