Clay Sun Union - Floating On Lead lyrics

Time, time to pour myself Breathe, short in living hell Sometimes I do things that don't make sense Sometimes I say things that don't make sense But I don't think that I'm going home But I don't think that I'm going home Sleep, on your bed of nails Breath, hot air filling up your sails Sometimes I think I don't know myself And I feel like I don't own myself But I don't think I'm going home But I don't think that I'm going home You, with all the answers why Dreams, falling from the sky I don't understand what is in my head Or below my feet where I float on lead But I don't think I'm going home But I don't think that I'm going home