I Hate To Be Alive Lyrics & Chords By Red Cotton

Home, at last Seems like I made it Bend out of shape Not much to play with, intact. Now, and again It seems to be helping If I stay awake And you are alone in your bed. ...read more

Swear that you call this home as soon as I disappear Seems only yesterday Channels was crystal clear Having ours back to back Sliding, before my arms Where ever as broken. I am...read more

There are, there are some scars That would make you cross eyed Where we're going, I don't care If we'll ever get there. You are, you are too kind To be heading this far ...read more

There's a place that you bed your head Ever wondered why you call it rest Like a pocket knife that spins one's flesh When it's time for you to go into bed. There's a door...read more