Tunnels - Cambodia

Time spent is never time wasted
But truthfully it's all been wasted
And i've been waking up
Feeling the same
All that I am
And have become
Is a faberge egg
Of opulence
I am just
Muscle and bone
Decadence and depression
I would never fit in in Cambodia
I'm my worst enemy
But that's not something you want to hear from me
My own home is a killing field
And i'm not drunk enough
So hand me a beer
You try to kiss me
I feel nothing
When I come home
It's warm on the side of my bed
You try to kiss me
I feel nothing

Written by:
Jackson Makarewicz, Lukas Martin

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