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my days in endless roving Soft is the grass and my bed is free Ah to be home now in Carrick Fergus By the the long road down to the salty sea Now
I've been crying in the garden Thinking about everything That I have been through Been through I've been lying Dead inside the closet Hoping it would
not make it a foursome and bring your fucking love from Bolivia with you too? Kiss my ass and go to hell!
on me my child, shine on me Stay with me a while, I'm alone You fill my heart with peace, you bring me home So shine on me my child, shine on me You will
Should I be here at home Or am I hated now Broken hearts rarely make a sound Sitting in the smoking lounge Is a girl who wants to save the world
So what you tryna do yeah Tag by my side we sliding through yeah 'Bout time you slide in with my crew yeah Not me without you Lemme talk about
the street And they progress And we retreat And all the books our fathers wrote Are in the middle of the road Little by little, we implode History
her up inside She brings plenty home And slowy gets stoned In a room by herself Alone in a room with a view Of the brick wall She's run into Life has
that you are No matter how far you roam Like planting seeds in the soil I’d water flowers with tears of joy If crying eyes would bring you home Each
I'm not saying for instigating I'm just thinking you'd wanna come back home I'm here waiting and you're debating If the clouds will turn dark
bitches bring the pain I was walkin' with that stick, never afraid to let it bang He got problems, told that boy that he might need to change I got
days a week thinkin one day you gon get by a lil 7.5 hours of practice a day then realize doing 30 hours a month jus to eat brings you back to days in
Come on in, make yourself at home Leave your troubles by the door Pull up a chair, kick up your heels Don't you know what's mine is yours I'm so
coming down I know if I bring her molly, she back in town Ecstasy gon' make her happy, she want it now And I can't lose no more of my bros, keep them
don't wanna die Driving down this lonely road So i slide into my car Before the morning brings disgust I left some kind words Of encouragement For when
play It doesn’t bring much light together in In this conversation you and I When I’m going out to meet you in this fever In a place to be, with gold
time moves slow and the joy it brings. With the morning sun and the fields of green, There's a beauty in the stillness that I've seen. In the laughter
I’m counting down the hours Waiting till you’re back at home Bought a bouquet of flowers And supper’s cooking on the stove A dinner by
death to your past Praying it finds you Love that beholds you A love that shall last Love that shall Make you whole again Again Make you feel at home
The Russian acts, condemned by all For killing children to leave death's pall The world stood witness to brutal fight As Russian army showed up its
outta college to practice my craft Started to hustle this shit real harder, Still got it rough gotta stay by my father Love him to death so I give him
the blood-soaked blades bring us peace Let them drink of these callous martyrs Grind all wills till they finally cease The utopia will surely be ours Monstrous
a treasure trove it brings After years of yearning I've found my path In your arms dear Papa my home at last
He Don't Make Junk God makes a home for the lonely God brings peace to the prisoner A father to the fatherless ones A refuge for you who will call
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