Cohabitation Lyrics – Open

Bus exhaust embrace
Running late along thin, twisting roads
Sitting rain-soaked, poorly-built homes
All alone, except for all the mound

If your ears are near the footpath
You can hear the water come
Rushing down underneath
Our living quarters

Don’t you move into that room
If you can’t afford to heat it
But you try as you might
To place an honest price

On the scene that you see
From the first floor balcony
We get layered up
Step over tiny lakes

Not yet safe to cross
But I wouldn’t wait
We don’t need a gym
When we climb a hundred metres up

Just to get back home
From the hospo slog eternal
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Open Lyrics – Cohabitation

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Cohabitation