Something's Cursed - Rosie

I’ve got my own ways of making up lies
With my eyes on the ground and my pen in my hand tonight
And I’ll cast your sin to stone
With this stone that I call my own
It’s my notebook in hand, filled with lies and adventures I’ve had
And I’ll never let go
Everyone’s got their problems but I stay the same
Leaving you all in my own way
I’m leaving you breathless, screaming whoa
Well I’m not coming home
I’ve got my own ways of running away
With my last cigarette flicked on the ground as I say
That you never made much sense
I’ve got my own ways of faking my death
A twin suicide for me and my sober friend
He’s got a gun to my head
Everyone’s got their problems but I stay the same
Leaving you all in my own way
I’m leaving you breathless, screaming whoa
Well I’m not coming home
Do you wanna be the one who takes this
Separate my body from my brain
Learn to tell the difference between life and death
Do you wanna be the one who fakes this
Separate my body from my pain
Learn to tell the difference between rage and love
Everyone’s got their problems but I stay the same
Leaving you all in my own way
I’m leaving you breathless, screaming whoa
Well one more time, go
Everyone’s got their problems but I stay the same
Leaving you all in my own way
I’m leaving you breathless, screaming whoa
Well I’m not coming home
Well I'm not coming home
Well I'm not coming home
Well I'm not coming home
Well I'm not coming home

Written by:
Carlo Fabiani

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