Lonesome - ADNA

Never alone, but always lonesome

There’s blood falling from my eyes, blood is falling from my eyes

Because I’ve hated the fact that all the worst things in life

Comes for free, it all comes for free

We sometimes think we want to disappear

When all we really want is to be found

We sometimes think we want to disappear

When all we really want is to be found

We think we want to disappear

When all we really want is to be found

Never alone, but always lonesome

We think we want to disappear

When all we really want is to be found