Spaseboy - 4 Rent lyrics

sirens ...signs ...insane condition i trust your eyes there is no ambition i know, i know i overflow and find my own way home its not a contest the wounded traces of love embraces time to heal and different places if you weren't there i wouldn't care you never were you never air yourself out time you ba*tard i'm alone i never found my way back home you smothered me and i smothered you i ran away right back to you and nothings changed the same old news this isn't right but it hurts to be away from you it's not a contest it's not a home it's not a contest it's not a home