Home
Forget what you think you know
You don't know a thing until you've lived in this hole
Of fear and pain that you'll never make it on your own
My dream Is dying and I have no home where I fit in
I gave it all up for a dream, a dream I feel I'll never see through
What am I supposed to do when I've given up everything for something falling through
the cracks of my fingers
I've sacrificed to much to let this go
My conscience is failing
Ill just keep pushing through
Its make it or lose it all
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
But it's just so hard sometimes
trying to keep going on, It's just every time
we get up we get pushed back down
I know it's not suppose to be easy
I don't want anything we don't have to work for
But it's a different thing when every time we take one step forward
It feels like two steps back
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
You don't know a thing until you've lived in this hole
Of fear and pain that you'll never make it on your own
My dream Is dying and I have no home where I fit in
I gave it all up for a dream, a dream I feel I'll never see through
What am I supposed to do when I've given up everything for something falling through
the cracks of my fingers
I've sacrificed to much to let this go
My conscience is failing
Ill just keep pushing through
Its make it or lose it all
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
But it's just so hard sometimes
trying to keep going on, It's just every time
we get up we get pushed back down
I know it's not suppose to be easy
I don't want anything we don't have to work for
But it's a different thing when every time we take one step forward
It feels like two steps back
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
With every move we make it feels like we will break
I've come to the end of my road, nothing feels like home
Credits
Writer(s): Valerie Rue Broussard, Pj Pacifico, Allan Lee Johnson, Kit Karlson
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