It's nice to be home It's nice to indulge in new interests Finish the gin, plug in the circular saw and Get down to business
I usually don't care who says what On the internet I don't usually regret
But I'm often afraid And anxious that all this is endless Living inside spaces where all disagreements Are ever-so-briefly suspended
Sometimes, I suspect in some ways I would rather not wake up After sleeping
But you make me feel loved I still like to look at your pictures Heaven is soft, Hell is a short walk Indiana is twelve hours from home
I wish I could say That I know what you wanna hear And then say it Then say it again, like a lullabyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.