Alex Apolline - Still Won't Feel Like Home Lyrics

Pretty in pink
Tied up with a ribbon
Smile made of milk teeth
Stars on the ceiling
Born into chaos
Live to conceal it

A pleasure to teach
So quiet and easy
Learnt how to read you
Before any story
Recite every line
For the role that you gave me

So I drew in the lines
Wouldn't dare touch the border
Not a single mistake
From your heavenly daughter

I could win it all
Never drop the ball
Be the last to fall
It still won't feel like home
I'm the eye of the storm
Always in perfect form
Holding down the fort
It still won't feel like home
It still won't feel like home

Ten accolades
That sit on the mantle
Did I make you proud
'Til I couldn't handle
The weight of your world that I wore round my shoulders

So I drew in the lines
Wouldn't dare touch the border
Not a single mistake
From your heavenly daughter

I could win it all
Never drop the ball
Be the last to fall
It still won't feel like home
I'm the eye of the storm
Always in perfect form
Holding down the fort
It still won't feel like home
It still won't feel like home

Where do you go when it don't feel right
Where do you grow when there's no sunlight
Where do you go
Where do you go
When home ain't a home
Where do you go when you can't escape
Where can you grow out of this headspace
Where do you go
Where do you go
When home ain't a home

(Ooooh)
Be the last to fall
It still won't feel like
(Ooooh)
Holding down the fort
It still won't feel like home
It still won't feel like home