Lyrics:
P.MO & Mike Squires – Come Home
Performed By: P.MO, Mike Squires
Written By: Parker ‘P.MO’ Morsey, Mike Squires
VERSE:
I told mike give me something
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
To get to you, save you if I take my life
Find your astral body, put it into my eyes
Give you two seconds to cry
Take you home, I, I'll give you
you're miles away lord it's not the same
Well I woke up this morning I was all alone saw your picture by the telephone
I've been missing you baby oh so
'll dream about the door
It's alone she's forsaken by her fate with to tell
It don't have approximation she is smiling fairly well
Her smile is contagious, I
you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I
to the white side
Okay, there's a bright side, a day that I might slide
You may call it a pass, I call it haulin' my ass
Through that patch of grass over them
of me if it helps to get you home
Home this Christmas
I'm praying that you make it home tonight
So we can lay down by the fireside
You and I till
One minute I kneel down and pray And the next I stand and curse.
No place to run to where I did not feel that war.
When I got home I stayed alone
home... if you change your mind.
Oh, I don't mind.
I guess I saw it comin'... day by day.
But oh, I could not stand the failure.
Before you leave, there's
I'm writing this letter to you tonight mom and this is the reason I write
It's been a long time since I have been home oh I wish I was with you
your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
him I am doubtful that our love is true
But if you decide to call on me
Ask for Mister Blue
I stay at home at night
Right by the phone at night
But
(hey)
Coming up caribee such a freedom
Derives from a meditative state
Movin' on, believe that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is, i only guessed
soon as I'm fresh out the box like a Tic-Tac
We havin' sex soon as I get my bitch back
It ain't gon' be sexy when I get my lick back
I'm about to mop
Well, I got to take a break from it all
'Cause the wind and the wilderness calls
And I just need some peace from the storms
I got to take a break
Lord, in a bourgeois town
It's a bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
Home of the brave, land of the free
never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
And teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
I'll praise the Mount, I'm fixed
same fuckin’ shit again, it don’t quit or end Can’t go a day without me gettin’ high, I call it gettin’ by, fuck you wont even try, no shit I’d rather
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
door, it's the same damn thing
That bitch bends over, and I forget my name - ow!
Loves lots of money, back's against the wall
Calls me Sugar Daddy, she
(Three, four)
Did you ever make it back to El Dorado?
I'd call and ask, but hell if I know
If I still got your number or if you care
You moved
When I'm called home
I will bring a book
That tells of strange and funny turns
And of the heart it took
To keep on living in a world
That never
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