Ballboy
Empty Throat
An empty throatUnder the streetlights I don't knowA broken homeAnd bones don't fit right anymoreWe could be living hereWe could be living hereWe could be living hereOnly when we sleepOnly when we sleep--------Two broken homesTook broken homes to broken lowsA lonely soulUnload it out all over townWe are at peaceWe are at peaceWe are at peaceOnly when we screamOnly when we screamWe never have to go awayNever have to go awayNever have to go awayNever have to go away.
From Letras Mania