Out of boredom - Home Lyrics

I got nowhere to go
No place to call home
A room full of things to accompany
I fit right in between

Running with a knife
Drinking up gasoline
Laying it out low
Never get me in trouble
I fade away
Fade away
In my own home

No one sees me coming
Holding onto nothing
I hear my own voice in my head
Home is where the heart is

Running with a knife
Drinking up gasoline
Laying it out low
Never get me in trouble
I fade away
Fade away
In my own home