Long Road Home Twiztid
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[Intro]
I've been told that home's where the heart is
Love don't live here no more, regardless
I still feel this emptiness in me, will there be something that can save me?
I've tried everything no salvation
All they do is prescribe more medication
I can't go
No, no
I can't go home
I can't go home
I can't go home
I can't go home
[Monoxide: Verse 1]
Feeling unwanted, feeling sick to my stomach
Problems they keep on coming regardless of making money
Hoping someone above me could show them how they should love me
Inside of me's a republic of madness
Then I'm just stuck in recovery, looking to sadness
Rough and feeling so tragic that every bit of my magic is taking seats in the back
It only comes up when I finally get my hands on a bag
It's like the whole world welcomes me back
It's like every problem I ever had is back from the track, into reality
I fall out when it casually comes falling right back
And then it's over
I'm either living to get high or I'm dying tryna be sober, neither bringing me closer
Now I'm sitting in this room detoxing and I'm alone
And all I wanna do is go home
But if I ever get myself up out of this fucking hole
This is the only thing I wanted y'all to know, and it goes
I've been told that home's where the heart is
Love don't live here no more, regardless
I still feel this emptiness in me, will there be something that can save me?
I've tried everything no salvation
All they do is prescribe more medication
I can't go
No, no
I can't go home
I can't go home
I can't go home
I can't go home
[Monoxide: Verse 1]
Feeling unwanted, feeling sick to my stomach
Problems they keep on coming regardless of making money
Hoping someone above me could show them how they should love me
Inside of me's a republic of madness
Then I'm just stuck in recovery, looking to sadness
Rough and feeling so tragic that every bit of my magic is taking seats in the back
It only comes up when I finally get my hands on a bag
It's like the whole world welcomes me back
It's like every problem I ever had is back from the track, into reality
I fall out when it casually comes falling right back
And then it's over
I'm either living to get high or I'm dying tryna be sober, neither bringing me closer
Now I'm sitting in this room detoxing and I'm alone
And all I wanna do is go home
But if I ever get myself up out of this fucking hole
This is the only thing I wanted y'all to know, and it goes
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