Search results for 'home by kapena' Page #1,043

that cake like its weddin Diamonds Got My Ears Look Like December
Bitches Getting Dirty In They Rentle
Older head is talkin like I fed you
Posted By

When clouds cover my sky
But offer no hope of rain
The day's end squeezed me dry
Left me bare, left me in pain
I come home to you
You wipe away

Alone
In a crowded room
No matter who's around you
You're empty
Feeling all alone
All alone
You feel like an orphan
Trying to find home
Lost without

The days go by one after the other
Endless hours of boredom makes us tired
And they tell us what to do
Send us home with school bags full
Yet they

you had nothing in the way
But now I think I got no choice
But to feel so far from home
Are you home?
'Cause nowhere else would be better than here with

I could walk, I could walk for days
Across bridges and old highways
Bare feet, achey bones, skin burnt by the sun
No one around me but a few close

what I know
I'm gonna make it back
Everything I do gonna proof, I get stacks
Then I'm coming home
Gotta get some rest
Working hard so I just deserve

you looking from a distance
As I passed by
I would have scared myself
Can you even ever hear me
Or am I only disappearing
Lonely boy all alone with

Forget me and no regrets in a mind of empty threats
Forged by pain of consciousness in this time of deep regrets
Why walk away from something true

"Talk dirty to me"
Talk dirty?
"Yes please"
Alright baby
Look
When you text my phone 'cause the sex at home just not gonna do
Little Rendezvous

broken homes
Plus living broke in them
Never asking for shit, I make my own digits
Still smoke the dope for the mean
I Aint poppin pill's
I'm trynna make

Young hearts with desire to wander
Their spirits free to roam
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Can't help thinking of home

Maybe this time next

nandito, ikaw lang ang gusto
I'll take you home with me oh
One look got me like, nabighani ako sa ngiti mo
I want you with me for tonight
Nakuha mo ako sa

You're too far in
There's no way you could even see how good you've got it
Until it's gone
Fine by me 
There's a reason that things change
But it

I got my home back home
And I'm lookin' for me
Got Baudelaire on the phone
Says I've stolen his spleen
I feel alone, so alone
Guess I need a routine

Need some coffee in my cup
2 sugars don't mess it up
Don't know how I made it home
10 missed calls on my phone
Need some coffee in my cup
Woah
Double

Streetlights flickering hanging by a thread
Wartime's where love got lost between the bloodshed
You still can't light all the fire without the wood
I know he'd

and then
I could never sit by and pretend
Everything is easy
I just wanna go home
Sorry for the angst and vitriol
Horny for the rise before the fall

tired for
You could take me by my hand
And drag me far into your land

Take me to your home
I'm in front
Waiting for you
Lose control
At your home
Baby

the little boy
Who's sitting on my throne
I will take his frown
And make his face my own
Ohhh, It feels like home
All The seventy two woman
With their virgin

Cause darling without you
The sky turns down to grey
It's easy to remember how I call you
Cause when I call you is never by your name

Baby when you smile

utopia
Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah
Nobody even heard of ya
Tryna get back home where the kneel at
Tryna get back home, by the Bluegrass

a while, haven't looked at my phone
I've been looking at the ceiling I've been sleeping alone
They running mile after mile, I've been staying at home
And I

the countless days spent
Just running in circles, now we're all driven by a higher purpose
Had to earn this and I learn that
Everything hidden will eventually