Lyrics:
You are here on the map
This is a drawing of a fish
I lost my sense of direction
I told the folks back home I'd be back before it's dark
And now it's
we weigh it by the scale
45hunnid gs my nigga
On my way to catch a flight
Caught a Uber, last ride
Think i forgot to say a prayer
It was quiet in my
from out the v
You gone be bigger than drake thats what dash keep telling me
Sending money back home for my convicted felonies
Tell bro put something
Each lazy hour
What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew
Well I work like a dog eight hours a day you know I'm nearly dead
When I stop by a bar on my way home and loosen up my head
Lord knows this is
watching every way you move
So sit back and relax and let me reacquaint myself to you, oh
It's been a while since I been around
I hope you ain't forgot my
retreated to a two-party system
The demon talks to birds gettin' lifted
Get by on the shit that we try
Got a lil frantic in the way that we lie
Your broken
and my girlfriend
I was too immature
To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realize how
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
To these crawling, my fingers cold, still relate
By the force, that draws the cogs in my clock work
The lights my way through the fog in the hot dirt
In
swear
I oughta make forgive myself by mornin'
Start all over by the afternoon
If by the grace of God the light's still on
I'll see you when I get home
out
Just keep swimming
Find your way back
Still finding your way
Still finding your way back home
To a place
To a place that you have never been
Lost in
Anthony walked to his death because he thought he'd never feel this way again
If he goes back to the house then things would go from bad to worse,
Anthony walked to his death because he thought he'd never feel this way again
If he goes back to the house then things would go from bad to worse,
understand.
Wrong or right,
I'm home tonight
I'm back in Newfoundland.
Down by the sea,
Where life is free
I'm home again.
Where I sail the blue
return
I will return
I never did much back at home
Dropped outta school, relied on handouts and loans
When I met you I was down and out
Seemed like a long,
the Cliftonville
Three shadows of men in that car, an unholy trinity
I was chased by the Shankill Butcher on the way to see a friend
I was chased by the Shankill
new landscapes
And met birds of different shapes and shades
It learned to navigate the skies
And found a new home in its newfound ways
Now he's here
Shines the loudest
That nation's epochs stand the proudest
Built by those they would not have known
Had they stayed home
Come placid blue and morning air,
I will take a step back, only if a step back goon double our grind
A diplomat with a diploma, but marijuana help free your mind
This 4 my homes still
Wack ass
Bitches on it
Clothes stained
By vomit
Back summertime chi
Was prayin for a comet
Hear the hook stop motion
Call it Wallace wit no Gromit
me
O-o-oh, mind control
Fight our souls
No way I'm gonna walk that long tonight
Never gonna feel the pain inside
I'm going back, I'm going home
block, he wuss
Swear my girlfriend Jesus Christ, by the way she be stuck on my wood
Flip them page like a Bible
Way I spend my money, wood
I be prayin'
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