Second Hand King Go Home
They called heaven a place
I don't think it works out like that
We either fall or we die
You say you love me for who I am
But why this time?
Why this time?
If the sky were falling on our faces
Would you try and replace all we are
This is the ode to the sky
That I thought I saw
Flying by
Flying by
So go home, so go home
When every single place you've grown is alone
So go home, so go home
When every single road you've crossed you've lost
I was trying to find a piece of the puzzle
I was trying to find my own reason why
To bad I had to find the sky
I tried to find the tornado that brought you back to me
I tried to save the feeling, this time
Yea
I'm a killer and thief
I desire inner grief
So I gave you my own belief
These are the words that made me
Yea, oh, yea oh
If I said I love you
I meant I mean it
So go home, so go home
When every single road you've grown, is alone
So go home, so go home
When you feel like life is on it's own
Just go home.
