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von Sam Brookes

At my worst I'm a terrorist of love.
At my best i'm the king of compassion
From a long line of doing it wrong.
I strike a melody to see me right

Oh where is my love,
For I won't be coming home tonight.

In a maze of indecision
And a drought of action in the mind
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right.

Oh where is my love,
Does she think of me in the dead of the night.
Oh where is my love,
For I won't be coming home tonight

The dawn sings a to me,
Says the sun is coming for you and me
Our dreams will all unfold, pick the thread up
And sow sows sow sow sow sow sow sow sow

From a long line of doing it wrong,
I strike a melody to see me right.
From a long line of doing it wrong,
I strike a melody to see mee right

Oh where is my love,
Does she think of me in the dead of night
Oh where is my love,
For I won't be coming home tonight