Bài hát Drilling - (P.O.S) Báo Lỗi

This is us on a western Atlantic coast

With no place to be, just taking in the sea

Tonight with a constant buzz, we're staring at the ocean crashing on

All the rocks below cold in this foreign home


This old story

When we're gone I'll feel I've never missed anyone

You lay in the grass along the edge


“Is this a dream?", you ask and I don't say anything

'Cause this may be a dream

And we come to this place like two convicts that have escaped

From the prison of everyday and for the moment we'll have our stay


This old story

When we're gone I'll feel I've never missed anyone

You lay in the grass along the edge


From this cliff's edge the gulls fly below us

Diving into the sea below us, below us

And I'm not cold tonight beside you, beside you

And we're not cold tonight


This old story

When we're gone I'll feel I've never missed anyone

This old story

Expatriate, you're coming home


This old story

When we're gone I'll feel I've never missed anyone

This old story

Expatriate, you're coming home


You're coming home

You're coming home

You're coming home

You're coming home

You're coming