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Held in My Home Video (MV)




Performed By: Doormats
Language: English
Length: 3:42
Written by: Drew Gagliardi, Jay McAndrew
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Doormats - Held in My Home Lyrics
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Slow-down
Your modern style
Or breakdown
From boredom
Felt my mouth
Running faster
Heard the sirens
Warnings
Trapped inside
Held in my home
Inside jokes
In tandem
Fluid stouts
Might paint me plastered
Chase the doubts
With laughter
False hands they seem to let go
Stuck here seconds moves so slow
Can't stand waiting on fresh snow
Blocked from sunshine
Reverse start moving backward
Think slow, then a little faster
When shops became so scattered
No more streamline
They told you to be patent
Your home starts to look vacant
'Lions grow cracks in the pavement
Nothing feels fine
Past dread, say it's not easy
By now, you start feeling queasy
Our heads bow so deeply
Locked by design
Felt tired wanted more action
Just wait another distraction
Cant run out without any traction
Stuck in meantime
Snuffed out
The bedlam flames
Confined from
The outside
Drove around
With no plans after
Laundry piles
Keep forming
Trapped inside
Held in my home
High-fi tones
From fusion
Store whiplash
And biohazards
Slinking past
Confusion
False hands they seem to let go
Stuck here seconds moves so slow
Can't stand waiting on fresh snow
Blocked from sunshine
Reverse start moving backward
Think slow, then a little faster
When shops became so scattered
No more streamline
They told you to be patent
Your home starts to look vacant
'Lions grow cracks in the pavement
Nothing feels fine
Past dread, say it's not easy
By now, you start feeling queasy
Our heads bow so deeply
Locked by design
Felt tired wanted more action
Just wait, another distraction
Cant run out without any traction
Stuck in meantime
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English

Slow-down
Your modern style
Or breakdown
From boredom
Felt my mouth
Running faster
Heard the sirens
Warnings
Trapped inside
Held in my home
Inside jokes
In tandem
Fluid stouts
Might paint me plastered
Chase the doubts
With laughter
False hands they seem to let go
Stuck here seconds moves so slow
Can't stand waiting on fresh snow
Blocked from sunshine
Reverse start moving backward
Think slow, then a little faster
When shops became so scattered
No more streamline
They told you to be patent
Your home starts to look vacant
'Lions grow cracks in the pavement
Nothing feels fine
Past dread, say it's not easy
By now, you start feeling queasy
Our heads bow so deeply
Locked by design
Felt tired wanted more action
Just wait another distraction
Cant run out without any traction
Stuck in meantime
Snuffed out
The bedlam flames
Confined from
The outside
Drove around
With no plans after
Laundry piles
Keep forming
Trapped inside
Held in my home
High-fi tones
From fusion
Store whiplash
And biohazards
Slinking past
Confusion
False hands they seem to let go
Stuck here seconds moves so slow
Can't stand waiting on fresh snow
Blocked from sunshine
Reverse start moving backward
Think slow, then a little faster
When shops became so scattered
No more streamline
They told you to be patent
Your home starts to look vacant
'Lions grow cracks in the pavement
Nothing feels fine
Past dread, say it's not easy
By now, you start feeling queasy
Our heads bow so deeply
Locked by design
Felt tired wanted more action
Just wait, another distraction
Cant run out without any traction
Stuck in meantime
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Writer: Drew Gagliardi, Jay McAndrew
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