Get Home - Bastille
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
We are the last people standing at the end of the night
We are the greatest pretenders in the cold morning light
This is just another night and we’ve had many of them
To the morning we’re cast out but I know I’ll land here again
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
There’s a light in the bedroom but it’s dark
Scattered around on the floor are all my thoughts
This is just another night and we’ve had many of them
To the morning we’re cast out but I know I’ll land here again
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
The birds are mocking me
They call to be heard
The birds are mocking me
They curse my return
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
Oh how am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I…
How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I…
I’m lost