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the Nation's pride
Dreamed of a day he would return from service
And be back by his family's side
To my girl: the light of you, gets me through the darkness

me home

The wind will tear the layers off
Until your left with nothing
But a scared boy a blank page

So grow up and fall in love
You come back down

Chilling in the back of the car
Thinking slo mo but we're really going fast
Leaned out solo on blast
Mission ain't done we stay sticking to the task

Walking in a straight line
I never made good with changing minds
Save your mother's back by missing the lines, I'll try
She's got teeth like

me to go back home cause I ain't
I ain't going home
PDX my zone
This city feels like home
I'm on top of my throne
Never feel alone
The type of vibe I'm

alone

I love life, I love death in the same way
Infatuated, infantilized by it
Spacey...
Roll call...
No call back...
No phone dials...
No tarot decks
I

mind just wingin’ it
We’ll hang right here at my home sweet home
Just swingin it
Dah dah bah de be da de dah
Dah dah bah de be da de dah
Dah be dah de be

to holler
"come on, Jack, come home"
Come on, Jack, come home

Now I know you don't need to
But if it would please you
You can stop by later on
And I'll fix

bands
Baby you know im the man
Pop it Pop it Pop it
She guna do it for bands
I know you got a daughter at Home
So you workin on the pole
I know you so

takes him by the hand


Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah
La-la, how their life goes on
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah
La-la, how their life

a grown man that ain't got nothin' to lose
Tortured by his own hand, more depressing than a slow jam
Frustrated with life, no traction, nothin' is right

'Cuz the work that I do has caused me to stay

All the stockings are hung by the chimney downstairs
The smell of mama's cookies gently float through

Home away from home, you should feel welcome
Hope you never hear "I can't help you"
I walk the line between prideful and doubtful
Anything that could

Living in a nice home and enjoying our wealth
Awakens from a dream and pleasures herself
Energy, efficiency, improvements
The luxury of being pickier

All of the strangers
Are settled at home
All of the strangers
Are settled at home
All of the strangers
All of the strangers

Now I'm back where I should

just want my baby to come back home.
To share a bottle of champagne, me and you,
And maybe we'll fool around some too
But this song ain't about me
It's

(Won’t be long
Got enough for us
Maybe this time it won’t go wrong)
Halfway home
I promise I won't be gone for so long
So long
Before I'm on, Ima

don't know where it's gone
And I can't tell ya
She say can I come home with you I respond like hell yeah

In the spot I fuck your bitch it's from the back

of mine ain't taking me home
Home for me is under the tree, by the pond
I knew wherever I ventured it wouldn't take long, to be home

The glisten

She lives in the place where she was born
Married her teenage sweetheart
Lost in a world on the dark side
From which there's no turning back

Swears

Yeah it took me awhile to bring you home
But I knew you were worth the wait
had to have you for my own
And I know yeah I know
The commute is hard,

that made in an hour
Send to my bro, text back "that's dope"
Come on swing by let's make a hit fosho
I think we should climb up this slope
Make it

the bread getting low, 
I don’t even care, till a stack coming home,

Till a stack coming home, 
Run that money back put a cap to his dome, 
I was puffing L’s

sound pretty
Shared fears, new tears
Three years go by pretty quickly

She's never going home
I feel so alone
She's never going home
I feel so alone