Текст Olivver The Kid – Not Going Home

I’m not one thing
You’re not one thing, either
I saw something fill our souls with ether
You’d do anything

Feeling so vile
Feeling so hungry
I’m running on fumes but there’s still no stopping, no
Midnight hour and the bed looks comfy and I’m not going home

Loving fully, putting trust in someone
Losing fully, losing trust in everyone
I thought I had it, thought the world was mine
You knew better and you took your time
I feel stranger
Stranger than I ever knew
Putting faith in something
Bigger than me, bigger than you

Feeling so vile
Feeling so hungry
I’m running on fumes but there’s still no stopping, no
Midnight hour and the bed looks comfy and I’m not going home