You call the world your home, ́cause there ́s nothing left to see
you wandered through each street each wood and you swam across the seas
Still you say you want more and you write your last goodbye
into a letter to a country that you used to call your home.
It already feels like dying, the only thing that kept me trying
is running down the road it got hit it got hit and there ́s roadkill again
the only thing I ever needed, the only thing I truly loved
I ́ll never be truly home until I ́ve found what I already got.
First they shot your heart and then they shut your mouth
you ́re lying there wondering what you did to deserve a life like this
while you pull yourself through the mud all preconceptions get erased
they keep destroying lives while I ́m trying to make amends for mine.
It already feels like dying, the only thing that kept me trying
is running down the road it got hit it got hit and there ́s roadkill again
the only thing I ever needed, the only thing I truly loved
I ́ll never be truly home until I ́ve found what I already got.
Now you ́re back in England where the streets are safe and warm
the rain has washed the blood away of all things lost and gone
Still you say I didn ́t care, that I never loved at all
that may be true but I realize that you never tried as well.
It already feels like dying, the only thing that kept me trying
is running down the road it got hit it got hit and there ́s roadkill again
the only thing I ever needed, the only thing I truly loved
I ́ll never be truly home until I ́ve found what I already got.
I almost feel like dying, the only thing that kept me high
are the pills I took but it crashes down and I ́m roadkill again
right in my face, right in my chest
I ́ll never be truly home until I ́ve found what I already got.
Prepare yourselves for dying, the only thing they spread is loath
they chase you down the road and they hit you they hit you, there ́s roadkill again
right in your face, right in your chest
they ́ll never be truly home until they see what we ́ve already lost.
