Ithaca - Gilt Lyrics

I am not what you had
I am not what i am

You tried but now you're on your own
Nothing can stop me coming home

You find a light so bright it blinds you
Remain unconscious to the sound

So glad it turned out to be mutually beneficial
We put each other in the ground
Sever connections, cut that thread
Stand up and leave the dying to the dead

You tried, you're on your own
Nothing stops me
Coming home

You tried but now you're on your own
Nothing can stop me coming home
So glad it turned out to be mutually beneficial
We put each other in the ground