In Your Home - White Lung

I’m vying now eating

Gold off your crown

Don’t you try to make me think

When I’m dead on the ground

I said it nice to you and

I will wait I will wait in your home

Lock me in throw me down

Like a stone like a stone like a stone

It’s ugly now eating

Gold off your crown

Her deep fantasy is so desperate

To get up and run around

I said it twice to you and

I will wait I will wait in your home

Lock me in throw me down

Like a stone

The kill will come

And I will burn your throne

I will wait I will wait in your home

In your home

In your home