| I feel aches in my bones, I lost track of the time |
| A few drinks for my soul, I’ve been wandering blind |
| I’ll always come back home, I’m singing |
| I’ll always come back home, now and forever |
| I feel aches in my bones, I lost track of the time |
| A few drinks for my soul, I’ve been wandering blind |
| I’ll always come back home, I’m singing |
| I’ll always come back home, now and forever |
| I learned home is more than just a destination its a feeling |
| Something I had so confused while focusing solely on making a living |
| I think the saddest thing is when you look in the mirror an the person you see |
| is a villain |
| I’m blaming all of the anger inside of my soul my character slowly been |
| switching |
| Like what was I missing? I knew that money would not make me whole |
| I was tryna live fast cause my black heart healing too slow |
| You know the phrase that without the rain there isn’t a flower that ever would |
| grow |
| But over the years collecting my tears I think its too much I’m bout to explode |
| Punch a couple tickets for the ride, dreams always blind you to the lies |
| Searching for a place I couldn’t find, bloodshot eyes what a shame |
| Told you all this pleasure lead too pain, lost inside the valley of the shadow |
| of death tryna find another way |
| I’m good, at least I keep telling myself, I don’t need no one for no help |
| Just follow this north star till I’m home, an everything’s back how it felt |
| Back when id sing you these rap songs till we both fell asleep on couch |
| Was home there wasn’t a doubt, I’m saying |
| I feel aches in my bones, I lost track of the time |
| A few drinks for my soul, I’ve been wandering blind |
| I’ll always come back home, I’m singing |
| I’ll always come back home, now and forever |
| Yeah, I’ll always come back but shit just feel different its not quite the same |
| I know its my fault the dream I was chasing has drove me insane |
| Like I’ve been trying to focus more on the present instead of the things in my |
| brain |
| But everything’s easier said than done when you not the person who’s goin' |
| through pain |
| Wont change but I try, people that I loved switching sides |
| Maybe I’m not cut out for this life, crosses on my heart hope to die |
| Almost turned the pages letting go, sometimes true recovery is slow |
| I keep fighting battles from within, I think where its leading me is home, |
| I know |
| I know I just know, windows down its almost 20 below, this cigarette is goin' |
| straight to my soul |
| I pour up some liquor its making me sicker but I got some shit that’s caught |
| inside my throat |
| So bottled up from being stuck on my own, the paranoia of somebody who’s broke, |
| I’m stumbling over all the words that I wrote |
| Deep breath sweating in my palms, I can hear the chaos when its calm, |
| as if everyday is just a song |
| I knew my direction had too change, something that I never could explain |
| 6 string playing on repeat, only thing that’s ever kept me sane, its why |
| I feel aches in my bones, I lost track of the time |
| A few drinks for my soul, I’ve been wandering blind |
| I’ll always come back home, I’m singing |
| I’ll always come back home, now and forever |