To Call My Own Lyrics - Singles - Golden Smog

It's blowing through my losing streak 

Bought the farm on a dead end street 

Nothing ever grows under your sun 

It's filling voids with emptiness 

And driving past your old address 

Loneliness, two has turned into one 

They welcome you with broken arms 

You know they don't mean no harm 

Do they mean anything at all? 

You feel crowded by my company 

You can't hate but parts of me 

And I know there's a new myth on your floor 

Staying up in 409 

The days are yours, the nights are mine 

Burned out everything except the door 

It's like breaking out of broken homes 

They tell you they don't eat their own 

Searching for one thing to call my own, to call my own 

There's a goldmine in the local scene 

You get nine lives, you need thirteen 

Paid the price, landed on all four 

You used to mean the world to me 

Scared to death, of what that means 

So we don't mean nothing at all 

I welcome you with broken arms 

You know I don't mean no harm 

Do I mean anything at all? 

And they all come from broken homes 

They tell you they don't eat their own 

Searching for one thing to call my own