Home – 6o

I’m lost in a place and I’m down
I don’t know if I’m making it out
I feel better when you come around
You’re like a drug to me, that’s no doubt
Miss your face, know I love when ya smile
All your pain, I feel too, when you’re down
And I ain’t seen that for awhile
Know you a place that I can call

Home, home, home
Home, home
Home, home
Home, home

I don’t know if I’m making it out
A lost soul, you I’m vacant without
Like some gas, you been breaking me down
You built me into the man I am now
You were all that I would wish for
You bring the sun into this shit storm
You bring the light when I see pitch forks
It ain’t a thing to curve these hoes like “who is this whore?”
Mmm, really got me by the ropes
I don’t gotta pop no more, you give me what I want
Mmm, mmm, no I don’t wanna go
I’m better off here, you a place that I call

Home, home, home
Home, home
Home, home
Home, home