Lyrics

Late night phone calls are never good
some guys just rather not be here
They don’t want to leave right away
so they suffer until that day
Booze and the pills
don’t seem to finish what they’ve started
Under the blade
his mind has always been haunted
You kept me breathing alive
As I fade into you
What does it take to make it home
What does it take to make it home
Shroud of mystery
so consuming
Better men have fallen
better men will fade
Counting down to zero
heading down below
You kept me breathing alive
As I fade into you
What does it take to make it home
What does it take to make it home
If I couldn’t help you
Who may be the one
Somewhere inside there
You’ll feel it again
What does it take to make it home
What does it take to make
You kept me breathing alive
As I fade into you
What does it take to make it home
What does it take to make it home
If I couldn’t help you | Don’t let me go
Who may be the one
If I couldn’t help you | Don’t let me go
Who may be the one