Pads for Pluto

Trust, waiting on the daylight

Said you drove the whole night,

To make sure you where gone, won’t be coming home

It’s just that you’re whole life

You’ve been on the road

It’s just that the hole time

You were all alone

Oh my, translates thru the whole night

Just so you can say

I Won’t be coming home

Oh my god, I said too much

Burnt these bridges, spilt my guts

Oh my god, I said too much

But all I wanted, was enough to know

Home sweet home, my last breathe is all that’s left

Home sweet home, my last breathe is all that’s left

And so we go, all that’s left is my last breathe