Is there a place I can go to escape all of this pain Is there some way I can push aside What was left of years ago All those fight made me feel so lost
home I've cried for the lives I've lost Like a child in need of love I've been so close but far away from God My tears flow like a child's in need of
hook You're just a booty club playa (a break yourself pimp) A hit the club, spend the dub (ol' sucka-ass self) (x4) (Sean Paul) When I hit the GC, my
be myself I can hear a thousand words But nothing's being said We can both be beautiful in silence Behind your eyes I've found my home Somewhere I belong A
s gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post
Tired of not being a millionaire But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I
good I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood Me and you a happy home, when it was on I had a love to call my own I shoulda seen you was
Thought I saw you in the battleship but it was only a look a like She was nothing but a vision trick Under the warning light She was close, close
life's a mess and I can't find a way to fix it. I can't keep telling myself what I want to hear, I can't just close my eyes (my eyes, my eyes, my fucking
I want to hide there's a chill in my bones, that I recognise from another life that's why I'm heading home [egyptian] ra - heliopolis, ka - anenti [
will I go To make it feel right? “Come home” I have to fix this on my own Replace my heart, Cause I’m convinced mine broke the day I let us end
blue Last thing you need's another pickup line You must have heard them all a thousand times God only knows what you been through Believe me I been broken
been together for a few years Shared a few tears Called each other nicknames Like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear I'm always on the road I'm hardly ever home
] We been together for a few years Shared a few tears Called each other nicknames Like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear I'm always on the road I'm hardly ever home
it for you, it was World War II, When this man named Kenji woke up, Ken was not a soldier, He was just a man with a family who owned a store in LA,
the daylight fades, I am a broken man, all alone As the daylight fades, I'm just a broken man, all alone, with no home. Find a ship to take me home,
(oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh) Falling through broken glass that's slashing through your spirit I can hear it like a jilted crowd Gloria!Where are you Gloria? You found a home
