Paroles de 4 rent

Sirens ...signs ...insane condition
I trust your eyes there is no ambition
I know, i know i overflow
And find my own way home
Its not a contest

The wounded traces of love embraces
Time to heal and different places
If you weren't there i wouldn't care
You never were
You never air yourself out

Time
You bastard
I'm alone
I never found my way back home
You smothered me and i smothered you
I ran away right back to you
And nothings changed
The same old news
This isn't right but it hurts to be away from you

It's not a contest
It's not a home
It's not a contest
It's not a home