Category : Songs

Sub Category : Rap

Every time I come home I feel like i'm a new soul in the same body
I look around and see how it all looks the same
But when I make my way to the mirror
The picture looks clearer

Every time I come home I feel like i'm a new soul in the same body
I sit around and think how it all feels the same
But when I make my way to the bed
My body feels dead

Every time I come home I feel like i'm a new soul in the same body
Overpowered by the influence of life
But when I make my way to the mirror
I can see my bed clearer 

This is the coffin I cough in,
In many different voices