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Every Time I Die - Home Is Where You Hang Yourself Lyrics



Every Time I Die - Home Is Where You Hang Yourself Lyrics
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Sign my farewell with the chimes of clock radios 7a.m.
Sun reveals a failed cherubim dangling from the rafters
Like a sentimental ghost floating midway
Between the curse of the sky
And you this noose carries what atrophied wings
Can't don't you want me disenchanted a deader shade of sorry
Buried from the neck up in a slipknot
Dragging my feet through the dead air
Suspended a fallen chair length from the ground
When you found me when they finally found me this halo fit my throat
I am your contorted angel writhing at a loss for wings
Swelled tongues tell of brighter eyes a severed spine of better days
Like the deafened clicks of a blue lipped off the beat pendulum
I just wanted to be something more than enough of my God
I don't think I'm breathing Jesus Christ
When did I stop breathing oh my God I can't hear myself breathing
This is all I know of flying my eyes set on you like stains in memory of romance
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Sign my farewell with the chimes of clock radios 7a.m.
Sun reveals a failed cherubim dangling from the rafters
Like a sentimental ghost floating midway
Between the curse of the sky
And you this noose carries what atrophied wings
Can't don't you want me disenchanted a deader shade of sorry
Buried from the neck up in a slipknot
Dragging my feet through the dead air
Suspended a fallen chair length from the ground
When you found me when they finally found me this halo fit my throat
I am your contorted angel writhing at a loss for wings
Swelled tongues tell of brighter eyes a severed spine of better days
Like the deafened clicks of a blue lipped off the beat pendulum
I just wanted to be something more than enough of my God
I don't think I'm breathing Jesus Christ
When did I stop breathing oh my God I can't hear myself breathing
This is all I know of flying my eyes set on you like stains in memory of romance
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Writer: JORDAN TAYLOR BUCKLEY, KEITH MICHAEL BUCKLEY, MICHAEL FRANCIS NOVAC, ANDREW JOHN WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




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