Strata - Champagne текст песни

Can't wait to fall asleep
I'll never truly call this living
I think that life's the only game nobody ever seems to win
You hold yourself above the highest
And the center of my head
I crawl what's left, I won't mind....

Champagne...
Take me home....
Champagne...
Take me home
And wither away...
And wither away

Someone's kissin' you
Like it really means something
Somewhere, someone's shaking your hand
In the backseat of a limousine

Champagne...
Take me home....
Champagne...
Take me home
And wither away...
And wither away