Cassells - Open Home

Yeah I’ve got nothing in these boxes
To call a moving day
Leaving families without your kisses
Has dealt your troublesome with some pain
I’ve got nothing in these boxes
To call a moving day
Leaving families without your kisses
Has dealt your troublesome with some pain
Yeah I’m breakin’
But I still work
You’re breakin’
But we still work
We haven’t had the easiest run
Fuckin’ rain no shine
Forever inclined that we were happy
And we’re still trying to be happy
Well 18 and for what we’ve done
We’ll make our home the better one
But the sun
Oh fuck
Fuck the sun!
I’m not worthy for warmth
I’m not worthy for your warmth
Yeah I’m breakin’
But I still work
You’re breakin’
But we still work
And I know you don’t like the light on when you’re asleep
Just know the brightness is more comfortable for you
Than it is for me
Eyes closed with the thought of you
I’m painting pictures
I’m painting pictures
For something I never thought I could do
I’m just hoping
I’m just wishing that you look through
Yeah I’m breakin’
But I still work
You’re breakin’
But we still work
Yeah I’ve painted a home
With red lipstick lips
You’ve painted a home
With callus fingertips
Open the curtains my love
Show me what the sun is made of

Written by:
Jordan Cassells

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