Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can’t Go Home, artist - Slaine. Album song A World With No Skies 2.0, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.08.2011
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Can’t Go Home |
| Where am i supposed to go? |
| I dont think i can do this for to much longer, man |
| This is the last verse i will ever write |
| Lonely Roads Been Walked |
| The Winter Has Been Long |
| The Ice Has Never Melted |
| I’m Pricing My Sins Upon A Credit Card |
| Still Payin My Debts, My Personal Health Struggle |
| Kids Lookin Up To Me, What Should I Tell To Them? |
| The Nightmares Upon Me, The Dirty Laundry Is On Me |
| I Am The Darkness Standin Amongst An Army Of Zombies |
| The 7th Gate Of The Renegade Has Been Strung Allready |
| And Then Some But Then Past Is Catchin Up Comin To Get Me |
| People Know My Bloated Face, Everywhere I Go To Chase And Cope |
| I Need To Slow Down, I Need To Stop |
| It Motivates My Flow To Space |
| And Motor Races In My Thoughts |
| Moving At The Speed Of Light, I Cant Slow Tha Pace |
| Mommy Cryin On The Phone, Wifey Kicked Me Out The Crib |
| Strangers Wanna Buy Me Drinks, Write About The Life I Live |
| Push Me Deeper Down, I Creep Around In This Isolation |
| But What Am I After now? |
| Well This The Life Im Chasing |
| back into the darkness, everywhere that i go |
| my enemies are all dead and so are my survivals |
| its all about being more ruthless on arrival |
| pistol in my pants, but my hands' on the bible |
| and i cant see… |
| the world beyond… |
| im too far gone. |
| i cant go home… |
| its time to drink again, I see him smokin in |
| the alley down town ther other night hes doin coke again |
| he thinks hes gettin rich hes just going to be broken in |
| a million diffrent pieces with the hand of fait chokin him |
| im still alone, walkin with the killers dome |
| i never left this place, but i dont feel at home no more |
| my memories are movin slow |
| my past is beatin faster full of anger and rage |
| and im a greedy bastard |
| doller signs in my rhymes, benjamins in my eyes |
| ememies are hard for me to see, pretenders in disquise |
| my mind is f*cked up inside |
| i cant remember lies i dont even know the truth, |
| ive been on a bender like ever since september right |
| now into february |
| what about the bodies in your past you said you buried |
| i cant remember shit, takin up the cemetery |
| the voices in my head are back — you talkin to them already?! |
| back into the darkness, everywhere that i go |
| my enemies are all dead and so are my survivals |
| its all about being more ruthless on arrival |
| pistol in my pants, but my hand’s on the bible |
| and i cant see… |
| the world beyond… |
| im to far gone. |
| i cant go home… |