What a sight for sore eyes You're an eyeball pleaser You make me go limp in the head I wish I could be back home instead Take me home again Take me home
head What a sight for sore eyes You're an eyeball pleaser You make me go limp in the head I wish I could be back home instead Take me home again Take me home
rattling of old bolts and chains How it went old so quickly but that was long ago When you could fall in love with every one you know And consume the
She's a model and she's looking good I'd like to take her home that's understood She plays hard to get, she smiles from time to time It only takes a camera
man or a mouse? The house light Shinin' within, when you begin to live again From the window of my room, I shoot all stars Every little bit you consume
Love taking planes and vicious bitches with no names I love to get home to pack and just pack up and do it again You ready J? Heavy thinkers, got the
strolls It's the creep show, street show, freak show, peep show Where hustlas collect rocks and straight rolls Welcome home motherfuckers you're back again
I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades We met 22 years back, fresh out the womb Now she consumes
When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on The storm consumes all the sun and moon fall When you
all they will ever show So the ones in the west Will never move east And feel like they could be at home Dem get tricked by the beast But a where dem
is the only thing I feel Scar?s all I see Oh no, the fire's burning my insides again What can I do to silence my desire tonight? Face consumer reason
Save me, take me home over and over again Save me, take me home, wishing that this all would end Save me, take me home over and over again Save me,
stay put While I set this dream of love on fire? Do you feel as if it's good for you To sit at home and let hate consume you? Because you'll wish you
What Fools What Lunitics They Must Think Of Us On This Night We Will Journey Far Behind This World And You Must Know That We Will Never Come Back Home Again
change everything Just how deep would you go To see through it all? If you could consume her Coming closer, my composure Turning inside out in her Calling home
here to start My soul is like a desert Thirsty for Your rain So open up the Heavens And fill me up again I am ready for my life To be consumed Father
