Text:
Been round this road so many times
Feel like its skin is part of mine
This taste of milk is almost gone
Still got no shame, but not for long!
Been wrong so many times before, but never quite like this
Heard it all, in the rain, but the rain all turned to piss
Refrain:
I hope to make it home one day
I doubt that day will come
I know, you know____________.
The text which always begins on 'sol' is sort of an push and pull between the tonic. A syntactical and metaphorical longing for "home." The lyrics seem straight forward and simple, yet I think it the metaphor behind them reflects a sort of inward reflection. A sort of quarter life crisis. These are the kind of lyrics you say, "hell yes" too and you sing them loud and make them your own.
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