Tell me when are you coming home? Are you alone?
Bitten by the hand that feeds your house, your home
You've been waiting for the wolves to come and finish youShow a little fake, a smile and waltz on through
You're here to entertain the world but they won't change you
You try to spit another line as your teeth fall out
Choking up on every word they just won't come outTell me when are you coming home? Are you alone?
Bitten by the hand that feeds your house, your homeSo you think you've made you mark and they know you now
Dropping every name around in the coolest crowds
They're telling you you're number one' yeah you wear it well
Underneath the scales and skin it's just sell sell sell
Songwriters
ADAM JOHN SPARK, IAN LEWIS KENNY, ADAM PETER WESTON, ANTHONY JOHN JACKSONPublished by
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