Carry Me Home - The Hush Sound.
I used to dream until I stopped writing fiction,
Alright, well, that’s not true,
Maybe it ended when I ended competition,
Because I’d always lose, always lose.My therapist could never classify conditions,
Alright, what’s wrong already?
My pharmacist had better fill up my prescriptions,
Here, just take two of these, call me in the morning.Oh, oh, oh, won’t you carry me home?
It’s the last time in life that I’ll ever try.Oh, oh, oh, won’t you carry me home?
It’s the last time in life that I’ll ever try.The streets were flooded,
And in the tides were pessimists,
So I just dove right in,
I felt at home, I felt alive, I felt that I fit in,
So I’ll just keep dreaming, dreaming.Oh, oh, oh, won’t you carry me home?
It’s the last time in life that I’ll ever try.Oh, oh, oh, won’t you carry me home?
It’s the last time in life that I’ll ever try.Wait for the wind to blow,
Can’t carry myself, can’t carry me home,
On my own will.Can’t let you go just yet,
Can’t bury myself, can’t carry us both,
On my own will.Oh, oh, oh, won’t you carry me home?
It’s the last time in life that I’ll ever try.Oh, oh, oh, won’t you carry me home?
It’s the last time in life that I’ll ever try.
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