Depression is the unholy ghost
In the coastal towns ahead
Though I know a thousand names
I seem my only friend
I've got the gun
All I need is ten cents for the bullet
I feel helpless, sleeping at best, waiting for your return
Are you ever coming home?
Is anybody out there?
Hello! Hello!
Broken hearts like promises, are left for lesser knows
Is anybody out there?
Alone! Alone!
Cause the coldest winter's thrive on broken homes
Broken homes