Suburban House Thieves - small talk, black hole

Conversational
Small Talk Blackhole
Before you left your country on your own
You never knew you loved your home
At least you found someone to tag along
Somewhere amongst the lost and found
It's like a paradise
But filled with demon eyes
Cries to herself at night
Warm tears that feel like ice
Before you left your country on your own
You never knew you loved your home
At least you found someone to tag along
Somewhere amongst the lost and found
They say that loneliness
Make things hard to forget
You hide that pretty face
Behind that cigarette
Before you left your country on your own
You never knew you loved your home
At least you found someone to tag along
Somewhere amongst the lost and found

Written by:
Phillip Dixon

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