歌词
Sing out father
Sing out, favor the Gods
But I can't afford to wonder
I've got to make a brand new start and it's tearing us apart, it's tearing us apart
And I, I pray you come back home
I pray you burn down that wicker throne
I pray you come back home, soon
Swim out further
Swim out in your shore to drown
But I can't afford to wonder
I've got to find my own way home
And it's building up my bones
I'm not better off alone
And I, I pray you come back home
I pray you burn down that wicker throne
I pray you come back home, soon
We lose ourselves in our games
Craving validations
But you lost yourself in your head
Preaching you deserve to be right
Well trust me you deserve to be right
And how does it feel? Tired and alone
How does it feel to be alone?
And I, I pray you come back home
I pray you burn down that fucking throne
I pray you come back home soon
Sing out father
Sing out, favor the Gods
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