Last Train - Home lyrics

Last Train

Last Train [France] 🇫🇷

[Last Train - Home lyrics]

Whistle! Whistle! Wounded lungs
I can hear your silly little songs
I’ve been used to wheezing for so long
There’s no place I can call home

From my toes up to-my face
My dry body’s itching me to death
First I sweat, then I’m so cold
There’s no place I can call home

I just want it all to go away
I feel weaker each and every day
I’m so young yet I feel so old
There’s no place I can call home

I take their pills, I take their meds
I do everything I can !
Help me please, I feel so raw !
There’s no place I can call home

My whole body is a mess


I feel sick in every way !
No more sing-song or lullaby
I won't find a home until I die

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