This is so familiar,
don't know how it starts
I'm at a Translink station
unsure of whether to board.
I hear the conversations and each asking why
I'm taking the X1 to this Island's eastern side.
It's like I know,
I've tried to mean this
but I don't
Chase Me Home, chase me home
like the dog you never wanted to know
And break my bones and throw me home,
like a dog you never wanted to know.
I'm outside your window,
the photographs of you.
I thought that such obsessions
would stop at 22.
My common sense is sleeping
or it ain't talking back,
it seems so sick of questions and you,
you never ask.
I've sacked perspective,
I swapped it for the colour,
I've only be darkened.
Chase Me Home, chase me home
like the dog you never wanted to know
And break my bones and throw me home, like the dog you never wanted.
For the quiet alone, I'd cut my tongue.
For the quiet alone, I'd cut my tongue.
Chase Me Home, chase me ...
Chase Me Home, chase me home
like the dog you never wanted to know
And break my bones and throw me home,
like the dog you never wanted
to know

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