Almost Home

New Wave, dark, carefree, broken raspy female vocals, melancholic, nostalgic, depressive, punk, drunk, slurry, crust, big chorus, grunge, 1970s

March 19, 2025 at 3:21 PMv3.5

(Verse 1)
Streetlamps flicker, night hums low,
laughter echoes where shadows grow.
Hands clutch a bottle, hearts beat wild,
somewhere deep, I’m still a child.

(Pre-Chorus)
I know the way, it’s in my bones,
but the night sings, don’t go home.

(Chorus)
The world spins fast, or is it just me?
Another drink or a set of keys?
Do I chase the dawn or stumble away,
sleep it off or lose the day?
I’m almost home, almost safe,
but I could be gone without a trace.
Gone without a trace.

(Verse 2)
Steps unsteady, lips taste sin,
whispers pull me further in.
Fingers trace a stranger’s hand,
dare me deeper where I stand.

(Pre-Chorus)
I know the way, it’s in my bones,
but the night sings, don’t go home.

(Bridge)
Sirens wail, a warning near,
but I’m too drunk to feel the fear.
One more step, too late to turn,
fading lights, the city burns.

(Outro)
The world spins fast, or is it just me?
Another drink or a set of keys?
I’m almost home, almost safe,
but I could be gone without a trace.

[End song]

(Verse 1) Streetlamps flicker, night hums low, laughter echoes where shadows grow. Hands clutch a bottle, hearts beat wild, somewhere deep, I’m still a child. (Pre-Chorus) I know the way, it’s in my bones, but the night sings, don’t go home. (Chorus) The world spins fast, or is it just me? Another drink or a set of keys? Do I chase the dawn or stumble away, sleep it off or lose the day? I’m almost home, almost safe, but I could be gone without a trace. Gone without a trace. (Verse 2) Steps unsteady, lips taste sin, whispers pull me further in. Fingers trace a stranger’s hand, dare me deeper where I stand. (Pre-Chorus) I know the way, it’s in my bones, but the night sings, don’t go home. (Chorus) The world spins fast, or is it just me? Another drink or a set of keys? Do I chase the dawn or stumble away, sleep it off or lose the day? I’m almost home, almost safe, but I could be gone without a trace. Gone without a trace. (Bridge) Sirens wail, a warning near, but I’m too drunk to feel the fear. One more step, too late to turn, fading lights, the city burns. (Chorus) The world spins fast, or is it just me? Another drink or a set of keys? Do I chase the dawn or stumble away, sleep it off or lose the day? I’m almost home, almost safe, but I could be gone without a trace. Gone without a trace. (Outro) The world spins fast, or is it just me? Another drink or a set of keys? I’m almost home, almost safe, but I could be gone without a trace. [End song]