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Текст и слова песни Matthew Pop – Take Me Home

I can't seem to hear the high-pitched voices in my head,
And I can't dream to save my life, I lie awake instead.
And I can't lie 'cause I can't remember anything you said.

Now no one's around when the walls come crumbling down,
When I see myself in your eyes, should I find a better disguise?
Take me home.

It's time for Friday night, it's time to lose my grip,
Last call for the alcohol that pulls me to your lips,
I don't know who you are and you don't know me and,

Of course nobody's around when the walls come crumbling down,
When I see myself in your eyes, should I find a better disguise?
Take me home.

And that's typical for tonight as we drink into the light,
But I'm sure I won't understand cuz I never read through the plan

Of course nobody's around when the walls come crumbling down,
When I see myself in your eyes, should I find a better disguise?
Take me home.

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