Matthew Pop Take Me Home
I can’t seem to hear the high-pitched voices in my head,
and I can’t dream to save my life, I lie awake instead.
And I can't lie ‘cause I can’t remember anything you said.
Now no one’s around when the walls come crumbling down,
when I see myself in your eyes, should I find a better disguise?
Take me home.
It’s time for Friday night, it’s time to lose my grip,
last call for the alcohol that pulls me to your lips,
I don’t know who you are and you don’t know me and,
Of course nobody's around when the walls come crumbling down,
when I see myself in your eyes, should I find a better disguise?
Take me home.
And that’s typical for tonight as we drink into the light,
but I’m sure I won’t understand cuz I never read through the plan
Of course nobody’s around when the walls come crumbling down,
when I see myself in your eyes, should I find a better disguise?
Take me home.
