DMF

Holding hands with a dead man

Today I'm testing out my wingspan

It's not the first time, I guess I won't learn

Smells like gold and tastes like sunburn

I can't deny

I'm really missing home (Missing home)

And our last goodbye

Left my fingers cold

So I reach up high

Before I swoop down low

But it's hard to fly

When you're skull and bones

The sun comes up but my soul's been sold

Full of regret and I've lost control

I wonder will I feel it when I'm fucked and I'm old

The build up inside with truth untold

Your sweetness

Left me speechless

I'm in pieces (I'm in pieces)

I can't deny

I'm really missing home

And our last goodbye

Left my fingers cold

So I reach up high

Before I swoop down low

But it's hard to fly

When you're skull and bones