Frenzal Rhomb - Coming Home Lyrics
I need to cut my fingernails,And I avoid reflections they're not help to my cause,I quote a line from a movie that seems funny at the time,No I won't say it again, I had a dream that I learnt to write,on the phone I can't get the time right,On the next train when it comes now I'm coming home,I get excited by an interesting moment,Then I liken it to something that I've heard of before,I try to censor all my senses at once resulting in the fact that I am terminally bored,I was born to stay awake, I don't want to think of how much more I can take,I'll catch the next train when it comes,Now I'm coming home, I lay wake and I dream of sleep,Well I'm no good with numbers so I'm *****ing all the sheep,My eyes are closed but my mine is closed too,I don't know what that means so I won't say it again,Such a straggle to stay awake, don't want to think of how much more I can take,I guess the bus is leaving soon, now I'm coming home.Enough said, too much room in my heard, I'm missing all our dying plants,I miss the warm bed, a longing sense is so hard to attack,I think of all the good things now I want to comes back,I'm not complaining about the life I'm in,If I did I wouldn't know where to begin,So I will shut up, turn on the light, now I'm coming homeWell I'm on the next train when it comes, now I'm coming home,And I guess the bus is leaving soon, now I'm coming home.
