Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Home Is Where the Hatred Is , by - Bossa Nostra. Song from the album Solaria, in the genre ДжазRelease date: 30.06.1998
Record label: Irma
Song language: English
Home Is Where the Hatred Is |
| A junkie walking through the twilight |
| I’m on my way home |
| I left three days ago, but noone seems to know i’m gone |
| Home is where the hatred is Home is filled with pain and it, |
| might not be such a bad idea if i never, never went home again |
| stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why |
| hang on to your rosary beads |
| close your eyes to watch me die |
| you keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it God, but did you ever try |
| to turn your sick soul inside out |
| so that the world, so that the world |
| can watch you die |
| home is where i live inside my white powder dreams |
| home was once an empty vacuum that’s filled now with my silent screams |
| home is where the needle marks |
| try to heal my broken heart |
| and it might not be such a bad idea if i never, if i never went home again |
| home again |
| home again |
| home again |
| kick it, quit it kick it, quit it kick it, quit it kick it, can’t go home again |