Questions for Dome Chomsky - Prawn

The sounds from the old house

The smell of my own breath

Or the closing of the back door

I don’t know how I didn’t see this coming

You made us leave so we walked through the cold night

(It's not the first time)

You’ve let this family down

(It should be the last time)

I know you can change

Come on now, you know that it’s useless to try and reach out for your future