Home Is Where the Gutter Is

Laying and breathing
It's hard to know
Starch at the feel
Scars on my bones
Many years have passed
Yet the night moves fast
Only a thought's free
Like a golden hand, free
Like a golden hand, free
Belong to no one
Denied of lay
The only way to keep it
Kill it away
Relentless is the chill
To the hope of an old whisper
Leave a tear at the sill
Not afraid
I'm not afraid
It's draining me
All down my veins
Just to conceive
Die to confеsce it
Die to confess it
Die to confess it
Diе to confess it
Die to confess it
I'm not your slave
It's hard to die
Drowning me
Die to confess it
Why do I always rush in so much just to never try?
Gutter is the place in which we choose to live our lives
Sweat inside a tunnel as I tear away my eyes
Hope is for the gutter where the mission is where I'll die
Hope is for the gutter where the mission is where I'll die
Hope is for the gutter where the mission is where I'll die
Why do I always rush in so much just to never try?
Gutter is the place in which we choose to live our lives
Sweat inside a tunnel as I tear away my eyes
Hope is for the gutter where the mission is where you die