Record Year - Home

Thinking of my shelves
Piles of nickels and dimes
I've fallen behind
Really fallen behind
The first time I ever thought of
Walking the line
I won't feel fine
No, I won't feel fine
I'm sipping from the bottle
Just to stumble down that hill
My days at the apartment
Have come to a standstill
As patient as I say I am
I really can't control
Moving into a place
I could never call my
Home
That's where I really wanna be
And at home
I feel like a new me
But alone
That's how I feel on the daily
Take me the the graveyard baby
At home
It's really where I wanna be
And at home
I feel like a new me
But alone
That's how I feel on the daily
Take me to the grave, in your...
I feel the same way
Always falling behind,
I'm falling behind
I'm really falling behind
So many medicines
In which I used to decline
All this aside yea
All this aside
You're the only one in my mind
Who can make me feel okay
Bussing to the city
Wake up early in the day
Well at
Home
That's where I really wanna be
And at home
I feel like a new me
But alone
That's how I feel on the daily
Take me the the graveyard baby
At home
It's really where I wanna be
And at home
I feel like a new me
But alone
That's how I feel on the daily
Take me to the grave, in your...
And as I write you this
I travel by transit
And maybe in some time
I will be okay (okay)
Now it's obvious that I am sore
But there's nothing in this world
That I want more right now
Than to walk up the stairs
To your back door at
Home
That's where I really wanna be
And at home
I feel like a new me
But alone
That's how I feel on the daily
Take me the the graveyard baby
At home
It's really where I wanna be
And at home
I feel like a new me
But alone
That's how I feel on the daily
Take me to the grave, in your home
Take me home

Written by:
JAIM WOODS, JAIME CORYN WOODS

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