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world of tragedy 
Leaving people lamely 
Heavy rain and snow 
Cleared the way for that rainbow 
One look into her eyes 
And I'm entranced by a glow 
When

that way
You can't save this game yeah it's way too late
You do it for the game I can't participate
On the interstate you know I'm making plays
I'm going

the only place
That feels like home
Imagine the cider going
The carols playing it'll feel so right
All the lights will never shine so bright
Couldn't imagine

Colder than November is the chill of late December
Far in isolation from my home
Mystic in the snowflakes drifting down from heaven's hands
Frost

The warmth of liquor buzzing in our throats
Going to a show just to get lost in the dark
I still see snow on the ground from that night in the park
The band

Feel so cold in this freezing rain
Streets all empty, it's me and pain
Trains broken, there's a long path ahead
Walk through the storm make it by

And I’m thinking bout my dog
She got old
She’s going deaf
Now there’s nothing I can do
Back home in PA baby
It drives me crazy
But I’m nothing without you

the best guy
But I can tell you that i’ll always get you home
Take you home, while you always on that phone, yeah
Always tellin’ you my best side
Off

never go home
I’ll be flat-out broke down
Fall from the sky 'Cause I
I’ll be waiting by the lights for you
Last night
When you promised that you’d be home

silently run by the fear, silently run by the children, silently run by the frogmen, silently run by oxygen tanks, silently run by the nursing home, silently

Walking through the darkness, shivers in my bones
Hope's so hard to harness, searching on your own
Let the heavens guide me, till I make it home
If

you by the fire
Then I chased my desire
And I walked, pulled my feet through a mire
Miles from home with improper attire
Dropping my bags at my feet so

pills look like a zombie
Dice game at granny crib she think we playing yahtzee
Somebody going home broke and it's not me
I'm the rose that grew from

get home
You gon' ride 'til infinity
I be slidin' alone, but soon as I get it home
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be ridin' alone but soon

done and ya'll don't do enough
I said it's going down so what the fuck is up?
On top of my Benz on top of a bitch
No Jordan no Sherman I'm on top

a scribe describes it
Causing violence by dividing
House and home sue a siding
Death and life give up on smiling
Violating Vulcan islands
Logically I am

took
Wandering in the snow
Pretend I’m fine
Stumbling home alone
In the middle of the night
I’ve been drowning in my dreams
Going through the motions

light is on
Clutching on my shit
Cause I gotta make it home
Tryna lay low
Like a nigga going prone
I feel like the Future
Baby everything is chrome
Tryna

doesn't feel right
Maybe it's the lack of snow
Or 'cause there is no mistletoe
Please tell me you know I
Always want you by my side
Without you, there's

need a new home
I don't know where I'm going, but I'm getting there (Cause I need you by my side)
And I need you with me cause I'm feeling scared (Cause

I was leaning on a fence
Down by the basketball court
In the land of giants
It don't pay to be short
Had one eye on the game
One on a girl passing

shit!! I'm going back home... I'm done...)

White lines
Black dress
More fun 
No stress
My type 
Of rest
Is drugs 
And sex

White lines
Black dress
More

think I'm going to make it home tonight
Lost in the worn out crease of a folded map on fire

MKE TRIPPIN
MKE TRIPPIN
MKE TRIPPIN
MKE TRIPPIN

Ion really know what the fuck been going on
Word is fucking crazy Nigga
I've been laying low
I see