Home - The Magazines

Print it!

Download
Font Style
Embed

Page format:

Direct link:

BB code:

Embed:

Home Lyrics

Lonely thoughts they seep, into mind
Into me, pushing deep
Wash the dirt, a hard days work
Know my place
On my own
No poison in my bones
On my own
This is where I build my home
My home
This will always be my home
I work until it's late
Walk in and close the gate
I look in the window
And I gaze at my face
Every line and every abrasion
This took my life to make
This took my life to make
On my own

No poison in my bones
On my own
This is where I build my home
My home
I need someone to hold
I need someone to hold
My home
This will always be my home
This will always be my home

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

The Magazines

Ah the trusted BIO! I guess this is the bit that we're supposed to tell you how cool, quirky, trendy and/or dangerous we are. Well to be honest, we can't really be doing with all that cack - I never believe it so why would you? If you think you're cool, chances are you're NOT. We're just five faces who dress like the normal people you'd bump into whilst in Tesco's buying some cat food or condoms (be safe).

Read more about The Magazines on Last.fm.

User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.

View All

Minimize

Home - The Magazines

Home Lyrics

The Magazines

More lyrics by The Magazines

Young Hearts

The Magazines

War Cry

The Magazines

Home

The Magazines

Windows

The Magazines