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Alex Tuck - Call Home Lyrics



Alex Tuck - Call Home Lyrics




Competing with the voice upstairs
Now I've got grey hairs
Now I've got paler skin than ever in May
Bless your friends before they run
Stop cutting corners, pretending everyone sings the same song
I've got my thoughts in the past
Of things never meant to last
Maybe you should crack my mind so you never have to ask
But the question remains
Is it me that's estranged?
Can I focus on the good or let my brain erase you?

And I've got the cure
It's in my lungs, inside your soul
Calling five years late to fix what I don't know
Yeah, I'm not pure
Deep in myself, I've seen the hole
Calling out my friends I used to call home

I don't care about not caring
It helps me to sing
It's better than picturing my loved ones dying
Combing through my message history
And counting all the things I said
That don't mean a thing to me
Remember 'War Stories'?
I only play one song from that EP
No one knows the words but me
But when I stand up and sing some sad bullshit
You're kind enough to clap and humour me

And I've got the cure
It's in my lungs, inside your soul
Calling five years late to fix what I don't know
Yeah, I'm not pure
Deep in myself, I've seen the hole
Calling out my friends I used to call home
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Competing with the voice upstairs
Now I've got grey hairs
Now I've got paler skin than ever in May
Bless your friends before they run
Stop cutting corners, pretending everyone sings the same song
I've got my thoughts in the past
Of things never meant to last
Maybe you should crack my mind so you never have to ask
But the question remains
Is it me that's estranged?
Can I focus on the good or let my brain erase you?

And I've got the cure
It's in my lungs, inside your soul
Calling five years late to fix what I don't know
Yeah, I'm not pure
Deep in myself, I've seen the hole
Calling out my friends I used to call home

I don't care about not caring
It helps me to sing
It's better than picturing my loved ones dying
Combing through my message history
And counting all the things I said
That don't mean a thing to me
Remember 'War Stories'?
I only play one song from that EP
No one knows the words but me
But when I stand up and sing some sad bullshit
You're kind enough to clap and humour me

And I've got the cure
It's in my lungs, inside your soul
Calling five years late to fix what I don't know
Yeah, I'm not pure
Deep in myself, I've seen the hole
Calling out my friends I used to call home
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Writer: Alex Tuck
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Performed By: Alex Tuck
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: Alex Tuck

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