Feeling lost inside your own home
With the paintings of emptiness hung
Wasting time, making lies in your head
Finding out, all the lies she said
With the wind on my back
And a sinking feeling inside
We will find a way to run not a way to hide
May the air we breath be beautiful may these thoughts I have not be terrible
But i know theres something for me to find, my life isnt worth a dime
Feeling lost inside your own home
With the paintings of emptiness hung
Wasting time, making lies in your head
Finding out, all the lies she said
With the wind on my back
And a sinking feeling inside
We will find a way to run not a way to hide
May the air we breath be beautiful may these thoughts I have not be terrible
But i know theres something for me to find, my life isnt worth a dime
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Feeling lost inside your own home
With the paintings of emptiness hung
Wasting time, making lies in your head
Finding out, all the lies she said
With the wind on my back
And a sinking feeling inside
We will find a way to run not a way to hide
May the air we breath be beautiful may these thoughts I have not be terrible
But i know theres something for me to find, my life isnt worth a dime
Feeling lost inside your own home
With the paintings of emptiness hung
Wasting time, making lies in your head
Finding out, all the lies she said
With the wind on my back
And a sinking feeling inside
We will find a way to run not a way to hide
May the air we breath be beautiful may these thoughts I have not be terrible
But i know theres something for me to find, my life isnt worth a dime
With the paintings of emptiness hung
Wasting time, making lies in your head
Finding out, all the lies she said
With the wind on my back
And a sinking feeling inside
We will find a way to run not a way to hide
May the air we breath be beautiful may these thoughts I have not be terrible
But i know theres something for me to find, my life isnt worth a dime
Feeling lost inside your own home
With the paintings of emptiness hung
Wasting time, making lies in your head
Finding out, all the lies she said
With the wind on my back
And a sinking feeling inside
We will find a way to run not a way to hide
May the air we breath be beautiful may these thoughts I have not be terrible
But i know theres something for me to find, my life isnt worth a dime
Writer: Zackary Lancaster
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