Petrified in amber
Is how i know i'm free
Wash embalming fluid down
With a fifth of harmony
Desperation is understated
Going home is overrated
When you're gone

You're gone
Like transylvanian prospectors
Desperate for a name
We might find what we're looking for
But we'll never be the same
Cuz we're wild
Yeah we're wild

Inside you, the high you won't listen to
Inside you, this time, you've got nothing to listen to
The desperation is understated
Going home is overrated
When you're gone

You're gone
If you're gone
Then you're gone

Well we're gone
Yes we're gone

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Writer(s): Wayne Everett