See the man with the funny stare
He's in a world that he loathes today
Shared by honor of tales that are told
In books and bars
It's a masquerade
Lonely now as he holds a gun
Holds it right to his head
Sees the world as a setting sun
(Sending) Postcards and letters that say
They'll only screw ya
Home
Well I'm coming home
Well I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Cold and frightened in a big town world
We stand alone
Another masquerade
Strapped down blinders like a horse and coach
Our vision true
But it's dull and fades
Lonely now as he holds a gun
Holds it right to his head
Sees the world as a setting sun
(Sending) Postcards and letters that say
They'll only screw ya
Home
Well I'm coming home
Well I'm coming home
I'm coming home
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Legal Reins - I'm Coming Home Lyrics
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See the man with the funny stare
He's in a world that he loathes today
Shared by honor of tales that are told
In books and bars
It's a masquerade
Lonely now as he holds a gun
Holds it right to his head
Sees the world as a setting sun
(Sending) Postcards and letters that say
They'll only screw ya
Home
Well I'm coming home
Well I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Cold and frightened in a big town world
We stand alone
Another masquerade
Strapped down blinders like a horse and coach
Our vision true
But it's dull and fades
Lonely now as he holds a gun
Holds it right to his head
Sees the world as a setting sun
(Sending) Postcards and letters that say
They'll only screw ya
Home
Well I'm coming home
Well I'm coming home
I'm coming home
He's in a world that he loathes today
Shared by honor of tales that are told
In books and bars
It's a masquerade
Lonely now as he holds a gun
Holds it right to his head
Sees the world as a setting sun
(Sending) Postcards and letters that say
They'll only screw ya
Home
Well I'm coming home
Well I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Cold and frightened in a big town world
We stand alone
Another masquerade
Strapped down blinders like a horse and coach
Our vision true
But it's dull and fades
Lonely now as he holds a gun
Holds it right to his head
Sees the world as a setting sun
(Sending) Postcards and letters that say
They'll only screw ya
Home
Well I'm coming home
Well I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Writer: Timothy Freund
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid