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  • I dreamed about killing you again last night
    And it felt alright to me
    Dying on the banks of embarcadero skies
    I sat and watched you bleed
    Buried you alive in a fireworks display
    Raining down on me
    You cold, hot blood ran away from me
    To the sea
    I painted my name on the back of a leaf
    And I watched it float away
    The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages
    Was all I tried to save
    But the wind blew me back via Chicago
    In the middle of the night
    And all without fight
    At the crush of veils and starlight
    I know I'll make it back
    One of these days and turn on your TV
    To watch a man with a face like mine
    Being chased down a busy street
    When he gets caught, I wont get up
    And I wont go to sleep
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    Via Chicago
    Where the cups are cracked and hooked
    Above the sink they make me think
    Crumbling ladder tears don't fall
    They shine down your shoulders
    Crawling is screw faster lash I blow it with kisses
    I rest my head on a pillow star
    And a cracked door moon
    That says I haven't gone too far
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    Via Chicago
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    Searching for a home
    Searching for a home
    Searching for a home
    Via Chicago
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
  • I dreamed about killing you again last night
    And it felt alright to me
    Dying on the banks of embarcadero skies
    I sat and watched you bleed
    Buried you alive in a fireworks display
    Raining down on me
    You cold, hot blood ran away from me
    To the sea
    I painted my name on the back of a leaf
    And I watched it float away
    The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages
    Was all I tried to save
    But the wind blew me back via Chicago
    In the middle of the night
    And all without fight
    At the crush of veils and starlight
    I know I'll make it back
    One of these days and turn on your TV
    To watch a man with a face like mine
    Being chased down a busy street
    When he gets caught, I wont get up
    And I wont go to sleep
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    Via Chicago
    Where the cups are cracked and hooked
    Above the sink they make me think
    Crumbling ladder tears don't fall
    They shine down your shoulders
    Crawling is screw faster lash I blow it with kisses
    I rest my head on a pillow star
    And a cracked door moon
    That says I haven't gone too far
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    Via Chicago
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    Searching for a home
    Searching for a home
    Searching for a home
    Via Chicago
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home