Every time I try to tell you how I feel inside. I always make the same mistake. Tie myself in knots. Sometimes even make you cry. When all I ever want to say.
you'll never have a home. you'll never have a home. you'll never have a home until you go home. you'll never have a home. you'll never have a home. you'll never have a home until you go home.
I want to go. I want to go home now. I want to go. I want to go home now. Let's go. . Saturday night, Rainbow Bar and Grill. Where there's cocaine lines and a little white pill.
I want to go. I want to go home now. I want to go. I want to go home now. (Let's go). . Saturday night rainbow bar and grill. Where there's cocaine lines and a little white pill.
This body, that I know. Comes to me at night when I am alone. When I am alone. . It wraps around the empty parts. A familiar smell, confirms what I already know.