"Homesick For Hope" lyrics
"Homesick For Hope"
Heaven let me in
The gates are closed
My hands up towards the sky
I'm crying out and letting go
Cause I just can't take this
Suicide season
Here to stay
No rhyme or reason
To bleed this way
All your heroes
Crucified
Cancel culture
You and I
Hit the Lights
The future's gunning for you
Lose the fight
Why won't you tell me the truth?
Do or die
Never nothing to prove
A rebellion in you
Heaven let me in
The gates are closed
My hands up towards the sky
I'm crying out and letting go
Cause I just can't take this
I'm under pressure
With no signs of hope
So self destructive
I'm at the end of
The end of my rope
Cannibal animals
Feed or die
Virtue flammable
Light the sky
Watch Annapolis burn
From inside a hearse
Scream goodbye
Face the curse
Hit the Lights
The past is long overdue
Lose the fight
Nothing will ever be new
Do or die
The desperation dies too
I see the anger in you
Cuz I'm fucked up too
Heaven let me in
The gates are closed
My hands up towards the sky
I'm crying out and letting go
Cause I just can't take this
I'm under pressure
With no signs of hope
So self destructive
I'm at the end of
The end of my rope
Suicide season
Here to stay
No rhyme or reason
To bleed this way
Cannibal animals
Feed or die
Virtue flammable
Light the sky
Heaven let me in
The gates are closed
My hands up towards the sky
I'm crying out and letting go
Cause I just can't take this
I'm under pressure
With no signs of hope
So self destructive
I'm at the end of
The end of my rope
The end of my rope
Writer(s): Ben Osmundson, Edwin Udhus, Dan Palmer, Ali Tabatabaee, Adrian Estrella
- AZLyrics
- Z
- Zebrahead Lyrics
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