Testo di uncle broseph

Just like we used to run around in circles Waiting for the greys To come and take us away We used to drink until our livers asked for help And we will never be the same So why is it so hard to swallow bitter truths They stole three years from me I stole eighteen from you All of my friends went on to live their lives in full And you're looking down on me Because I didn't do the same And you can't stand the thought That it might be your own fault That your firstborn Isn't what you expected, but I'm my own thing 'Cause I don't belong No I don't belong No I don't belong in here 'Cause I don't belong No I don't belong No I don't belong in here But for the first time I want to Come back home today I want to Come back home today I want to Come back home today