can we give back to the place where you know we belong now we both been torn apart but it s time we head it home it s time we head it home it s time we head it home are we lost or just nowhere to be found have we reached the end of days now it s a matter of life and death and i can see the road i had but it seems it might be late close your eyes take a breathe count to ten now you re dead it s too late you can we give back to the place where you know we belong now we both been torn apart but it s time we head it home it s time we head it home it s time we head it home we are on the run before they drag us down cause we got nowhere to stay now my anxiety is creeping in and it s boiling and running thin and this tension s bout to break close your eyes take a breathe count to ten now you re dead it s too late you can we give back to the place where you know we belong now we both been torn apart but it s time we head it home it s time we head it home it s time we head it home terror in my review as we quickly drive away your finger on the trigger as the blood run thru your brain hell is an illusion i see zombies everywhere we must get all it done got no time to stop and stare can we give back to the place where you know we belong now we both been torn apart but it s time we head it home it s time we head it home it s time we head it home