Murder By Death - Coming Home | Текст песни

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• Murder By Death
• Coming Home

By the light of the moon, I'm coming home
Howling all the way - I'm coming home
On my hands and knees - I'm coming home
I know when I've been beat - yeah, I'm coming home
By the skin of my teeth - I'm coming home
By the soul of my feet - you know I'm coming home

I'm coming home, but I ain't coming for you

I'm riding out the wind - I'm coming home
It don't matter where I've been - I'm coming home
Crawling on all fours - I'm coming home
Turning brick walls into doors - I'm coming home

I've got the taste in my mouth
I've got a hunger in my gut
My skin has turned to leather
My hair is banded rope
My knees have buckled beneath the weight of doubt
But now I miss things that I have done without

I'm coming home, but I ain't coming for you
I'm coming home, ain't nothing you can do about it
Ain't nothing you can do about it

Don't leave the light on
Don't need you anymore, my old friend
Put a cross above the door
Lay up the boards
I'm on my way
I'm coming home