Woke up this morning, was a chill in the air Went into the kitchen, your cigarettes were lying there Your jacket hung on the chair where you left it last night Everything was in place, everything was all right But you were missing Last night I dreamed

Everything has changed It's taking up our time again Go back, we can't go back at all Do you remember that? When we get home, I know we won't be home at all This place we live, it is not where we belong And I miss who we were and the town we could call

This is a place that I call my home Where the doors are moaning all day long, Where the stairs are leaning dusk 'till dawn, Where the windows are breathing in the light, Where the rooms are a collection of our lives, This is a place where I don't feel

Somewhere in between, you and I will always be Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always be) You and I will always be somewhere between I can't get rid of you, all the places that I used to go and kick it All this weight that I'm liftin', trippy

Does summer exist in its praises? It's just sing, sing, sing all day The summer lives here where this place is Come on up here, we've got something to show you Wanna show you everything we know Wanna show you we've been banished before you Wanna show you

A place where I can go To take this off my shoulders Someone take me Someone take me home Now tell me, how did all my dreams turn to nightmares? How did I lose it when I was right there? Now I'm so far that it feels like it's all gone to pieces

It's been a long hard ride, got a ways to go But this is still the place, that we all call home West on a plane bound west I see her stretching out below Land blessed motherland the place where I was born Scars yeah, she's got her scars sometimes it

Up in this town, God Cat got their tongue They sell their soul I'm gonna beat them all It's place called Queens But nobody's looking for trouble In a world where I've never been In search of twigs My body's cold as I amble

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight