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I’m lost in a place and I’m down

I don’t know if I’m making it out

I feel better when you come around

You’re like a drug to me, that’s no doubt

Miss your face, know I love when ya smile

All your pain, I feel too, when you’re down

And I ain’t seen that for awhile

Know you a place that I can call

Home, home

Home

Home, home

Home, home

Home, home

I don’t know if I’m making it out

A lost soul, you I’m vacant without

Like some gas, you been breaking me down

You built me into the man I am now

You were all that I would wish for

You bring the sun into this shit storm

You bring the light when I see pitch forks

It ain’t a thing to curve these hoes like «who is this whore?"Mmm,

really got me by the ropes

I don’t gotta pop no more, you give me what I want

Mmm, mmm, no I don’t wanna go

I’m better off here, you a place that I call

Home, home

Home

Home, home

Home, home

Home, home