Spitvalves Second Home
Broken glass
Haulin' ass
I'm out at last
Going wherever
Forever
Returning, for only what is mine
At the right time, at the right time
CHORUS:
When I, I've got
When I've got no place else to go
I'll head away, try to find my home away from home
Locked inside
Forever we will ride
Always moving, maybe one day proving
Not to ourselves
That's the book on the shelf
Covered in dust
But please if you must, leave it to us
CHORUS
Returning, for only what is mine
Forever, forever we will ride
Locked inside
Going wherever
Forever
CHORUS
