The sea met the sky just to waste all its time
Just to delay an average day
Sweaty palms made of cocaine
And my arms start to decay
Who put those eyes on my walls
My home is made of ice it has no walls
Let's pretend to be a honest man
With a needle spike in a jam
And scripted lines I never said
I had a home it was made of dirt
I had a thought it wasn't real
I picked a plant that never grows
Crush em up and fill up my home
Who put those eyes on my walls
My home is made of ice it has no walls
Let's pretend to be a honest man
With a needle spike in a jam
And scripted lines I never said
I was so set back
Mirrors and miracles in my brain
Then I saw your smiling face
Turned you around just to say
I will never leave your side with or without a brain
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The sea met the sky just to waste all its time
Just to delay an average day
Sweaty palms made of cocaine
And my arms start to decay
Who put those eyes on my walls
My home is made of ice it has no walls
Let's pretend to be a honest man
With a needle spike in a jam
And scripted lines I never said
I had a home it was made of dirt
I had a thought it wasn't real
I picked a plant that never grows
Crush em up and fill up my home
Who put those eyes on my walls
My home is made of ice it has no walls
Let's pretend to be a honest man
With a needle spike in a jam
And scripted lines I never said
I was so set back
Mirrors and miracles in my brain
Then I saw your smiling face
Turned you around just to say
I will never leave your side with or without a brain
Just to delay an average day
Sweaty palms made of cocaine
And my arms start to decay
Who put those eyes on my walls
My home is made of ice it has no walls
Let's pretend to be a honest man
With a needle spike in a jam
And scripted lines I never said
I had a home it was made of dirt
I had a thought it wasn't real
I picked a plant that never grows
Crush em up and fill up my home
Who put those eyes on my walls
My home is made of ice it has no walls
Let's pretend to be a honest man
With a needle spike in a jam
And scripted lines I never said
I was so set back
Mirrors and miracles in my brain
Then I saw your smiling face
Turned you around just to say
I will never leave your side with or without a brain
Writer: Andrew Wallace
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