Adam Strangler - Wasteland Lyrics

Your breathing is far too slow
My conscience reaches zero.
Am I living, am I still on?
You’re not breathing, you’re going home
If you’re leaving, I’m coming along.

My breathing is getting low
Your conscience reaches zeroé
Are we living, are we still on?
You’re not breathing, you’re going home
If you’re leaving, I’m coming along.

Jesus Christ, tell me your love
Is not the one I’m looking for
You’re just a crack in the door.

You’re going home.

Jesus Christ, tell me your love
Is not the one I’m looking for
You’re just a crack in the door.

You’re going home
Blankets of snow
Silver and gold

I love them all.