Home Is Where the Hatred Is Charenée Wade (Ft. Stefon Harris)

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[Verse 1]
A junkie walking through the twilight
And I'm on my way home
I left three days ago
But no one 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
I never went home again

[Verse 2]
Home is where I live inside my white powder dreams
Home was once an empty vacuum
Filled now with my silent screams
Home is where the needle marks
Tried to heal my broken heart
And it might not be such a bad idea if I never
I never went home again

[Verse 3]
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, kick it”
But did you ever try?
To turn your sick soul inside-out
So that the world, the world could watch you die?