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When the curtains are drawn
Everybody has gone
I sit here all alone
All the bottles are dry
Coming down from the high
All I want is home
In the land of palm trees
Hotel room on my knees There's no warmth here on sunset
The connection is faint
And you keep dropping out
I got your voice
Raining in my head
Saying baby come... home
Home
Baby come... home
Home

Regret the choices I've made
But I'm too selfish to change
Filling this bottomless hole
And it's corroding my soul
Deeper and deeper I dig into madness
This hole in the bucket
It only brings sadness
And running from demons
While chasing the angels
And every web I weave gets tangled
I wanna go home
Home
I can't find the direction
Home
Home
And I'm losing connection
Home
I can't find the direction
Home
Home
And I'm losing connection

The only way I see you
Is the picture in my wallet
I got your number on my phone
But I'm too scared to call it
When you're on the beach
I'm freezing on the other side of the world
Living everywhere else but the place that I call
Home
Home
I can't find the direction
Home
Home
And I'm losing connection
Home
I can't find my direction
Home
Home
And I'm losing connection