Homesick letra

Instead of "welcome home," you looked at me and asked,
"How is this gonna end?" When the wind beats against our hollow bones,
we're only forced to run for shelter again.
We're staring at different stars in the same night sky,
and it's different songs that get us through the day, but that's OK.
Will we break or will we bend?
Welcome to the year of more fear let's not pretend.

And then you wonder why we slow down under the weight of what this world demands.
I used to fear the Bomb, now I fear my fellow man.
I'm afraid of what's in my head, hoping I'll choose hope instead.
All this caution makes us reckless and there are egos that need to be fed.

We're still ugly and we're still free,
still preoccupied with World War III.
My skin is a map of minor impacts.
There is beauty in defeat when we get back on our feet.

Paint It Black - Letras

• "Less Deicide, More Minor Threat!"
• 365
• Amnesia
• An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour
• Anesthesia
• Angel
• Another Beautiful "Fuck You" Song!
• Atheists In Foxholes
• Atticus Finch
• Bliss
• Burn The Hive
• Cannibal
• Check Yr Math
• Cipher
• Cutting Class
• CVA
• Dead Precedents
• Election Day
• Exit Wounds
• Four Deadly Venoms
• Four Simple Steps To Total Life Satisfaction
• Ghosts
• Goliath
• Gravity Wins
• Head Hurts Hands On Fire
• Headfirst
• Homesick
• Invisible
• Labor Day
• Little Fists
• Memorial Day
• Missionary Position
• New Folk Song
• Nicaragua
• Nicotine
• Panic
• Past Tense, Future Perfect
• Pink Slip
• Props For Ventriloquism
• Saccharine
• Sacred
• Salem
• Severance
• Shell Game Redux
• Short Changed
• So Much For Honour Among Thieves
• Surrender
• The Beekeeper
• The Fine Art Of Falling Apart
• The Insider
• The Ledge
• The New Brutality
• Void
• Watered Down
• We Will Not
• White Kids Dying Of Hunger
• Why Film The Carnage?
• Womb Envy
• Worms