I'm back in your neighbourhood, baby
My head went to one place and my feet soon take chase down this road
There's never a right time to swing by
But like you said - "a light will always be left on for you"
How fucking cruel, the pull of the animal in us
If I turned to see the road behind me was blocked I'd plant roots
The days, months and weeks in the way of me baby
Would burn a lot quicker with your torch to guide me but still
The guilt forever wet on my head, oh it hinders
The cinders I'd leave, my last reprieve, would soon turn to mud
I feel you near, so near
The cheer of an audience from a TV nowhere to be seen
Is you kerosene
But I'm fucking done doing this to me
Now I'm back on track but still in the black
Your light's on down a road long gone milles behind me
There's never a right time to swing by
But like you said - "a light will always be left on for you"
How fucking cruel, the pull of the animal in us
If I turned to see the road behind me
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