Return to me.
Return to me.
You will find hope,
Falling from the chandelier,
So insincere.
Echoes sounding in the hall,
Reflecting off the glass.
He wills his house a home,
But everything he touches turns to ash.
He’s got no life, he’s got no skills,
Just a ton of cash and a handful of pills,
His thoughts gone in a flash,
And everything he touches turns to ash.
Guitar solo (Rich)
Chorus (Atle)
Chorus (Nate)
You will find hope,
Falling from the sky, falling from the sky,
So you say goodbye.

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