Coming home
Celeste
She's gone
Alive, not well
She's not coming home again this time
Why do I always feel like
Coming home never hurt so bad
Alive, not well
She's not coming home again this time
Why do I always feel like
Coming home never hurt so bad
The train is abroad
Upon the rail
And she's not looking back
At me again this time
Wondering why she's not coming home tonight
Daddy waits for her
At the foot of her bed
With a devilish smile
And a clinched fist
It's ready to strike her down
Will the blood run to her lips
Like it did before
He waits for her
In a dim-lit room
Where there are no windows
And there are no light
And the only thing that litters the floor
Are the shards of glass
And empty diary pages
That she left behind
Somewhere lies
The answers to where she's been
Where she's gone
And why she's not coming home
Tonight...
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Mais ouvidas de Celeste
ver todas as músicas- Ces Belles de Rêve aux Verres Embués
- Toucher ce Vide Béant Attise ma Fascination
- Laissé Pour Compte Comme Un Bâtard
- Tes Âmes Soeurs Immaculées
- Hello Beautiful
- La Gorge Ouverte et Décharnée
- Dans Ta Salive, Sur Sa Peau
- Que des Yeux Vides et Séchés
- Ar Puro
- Serrés Comme Son Coeur Lacéré
- Fool In Me
- Breakups And Breakdowns
- Coming Home
- Il y a Biens des Porcs que ça Ferait Bander de T'étouffer
- Un Miroir pur qui te Rend Misérable
- Comme pour Leurrer les Regards et Cette Odeur de Cadavre
- D'errances En Inimitiés
- De Sorte que Plus Jamais un Instant ne Soit Magique
- Mais Quel Plaisir de voir Cette Tête d'Enfant Rougir et Suer
- A Défaut de te Jeter sur ta Progéniture