0
Home - Dishwalla
0 0

Home Dishwalla

Home - Dishwalla
I'm so sick and tired
Of all these things
That drag me down
I've got no where to go
They say that life
Is in these hands
You give everything
You give yourself away you give
And still you choke
And find yourself running for the door

Come and take me
Home
Lead me to your door
Take me where you are
Lead me to your door
At least just for a while

Its some kind of life
Forever days
We're in the cold
Unfamiliar way
So take this fear
And fade it out
It won't make me sad
Cause I get sentimental lord
In other ways
And I don't want to let me down here anymore
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?