Come Home | festival Pinkpop 1997 (исполнитель: Placebo)

Stuck between thedo or die, I feel emaciated.
Hard to breathe I try and try, I'll get asphyxiated.
Swinging from the tallest height, with nothing left to hold on to.

Every sky is blue, but not for me and you. [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home.

Glass and petrol vodka gin, it feels like breathing methane.
Throw yourself from skin to skin, and still it doesn't dull thepain.
Vanish like a lipstick trace, it always blows me away.

Every cloud is grey, with dreams of yesterday. [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home.

Always goes against the grain, and I can try and deny it
Give a monkey half a brain, and still he's bound to fry it.
Now the happening scene is dead, I used to want to be there too.

Every sky is blue, but not for me and you. [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home.
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