Going Home
Often think of my life like
How many drugs will it take to take
My life right
Cause I've been so depressed
Lately, I've been loading stress
I just can't let go of this
Take the gun I'm loading it
I Been loaded since I was 13
Didn't wanna take a chance that Anyone would hurt me
Let a couple people in and all they Did was break my heart
So I learned my lesson then, that Everyone just plays a part
Me, I'm an addict and I can't control my drug use
But if you try to tell me that well homie then it's fuck you
Plenty bad bitches and all of them hoes would come through
But they never made me feel better when all I really wants you
I never got no closure you won't even pick the phone up
So I sit here by lonesome getting high why can't I grow up
I don't know but as the story unfolds
I start to learn that all this time I've been ignoring my soul
It goes
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home, home
Doing drugs hoping that I get better
Got a new girl in my life that wants to help but I won't let her
See I brought this on myself
So it's only right that I fix it to
Ask a hundred questions, it's only one that you get the truth
I'm a liar
I'm a thief
Girl I'm a bastard
I've been living on the edge trynna see how to end it faster
All the answers that I've gotten always leave me with more questions
I've been losing hella homies
I been battling depression
Lots of people that I love left me when I needed them most
Funny how the ones closest can turn to ghosts
I don't do the most
I just try to do what's asked of me
It seems that all my problems wanna stack up on me rapidly
I try to tell my story and hope that you all relate to it
I'm trynna find myself but I can't seem to find a way to it
Crazy shit
Think my hearts broken to pieces
But I gotta pick em up
I just can't lose to all my demons signing
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home, home
How many drugs will it take to take
My life right
Cause I've been so depressed
Lately, I've been loading stress
I just can't let go of this
Take the gun I'm loading it
I Been loaded since I was 13
Didn't wanna take a chance that Anyone would hurt me
Let a couple people in and all they Did was break my heart
So I learned my lesson then, that Everyone just plays a part
Me, I'm an addict and I can't control my drug use
But if you try to tell me that well homie then it's fuck you
Plenty bad bitches and all of them hoes would come through
But they never made me feel better when all I really wants you
I never got no closure you won't even pick the phone up
So I sit here by lonesome getting high why can't I grow up
I don't know but as the story unfolds
I start to learn that all this time I've been ignoring my soul
It goes
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home, home
Doing drugs hoping that I get better
Got a new girl in my life that wants to help but I won't let her
See I brought this on myself
So it's only right that I fix it to
Ask a hundred questions, it's only one that you get the truth
I'm a liar
I'm a thief
Girl I'm a bastard
I've been living on the edge trynna see how to end it faster
All the answers that I've gotten always leave me with more questions
I've been losing hella homies
I been battling depression
Lots of people that I love left me when I needed them most
Funny how the ones closest can turn to ghosts
I don't do the most
I just try to do what's asked of me
It seems that all my problems wanna stack up on me rapidly
I try to tell my story and hope that you all relate to it
I'm trynna find myself but I can't seem to find a way to it
Crazy shit
Think my hearts broken to pieces
But I gotta pick em up
I just can't lose to all my demons signing
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm going home
Home, home, home
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Writer(s): Charles Morgan
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