Brian Jackson
Home Is Where the Hatred Is [Live]
A junkie walking through the twilightI'm on my way homeI left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm goneHome is where the hatred isHome is filled with pain and it,Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home againStand as far away from me as you can and ask me whyHang on to your rosary beadsClose your eyes to watch me dieYou keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit itGod, but did you ever tryTo turn your sick soul inside outSo that the world, so that the worldCan watch you dieHome is where I live inside my white powder dreamsHome was once an empty vacuum that's filled now with my silent screamsHome is where the needle marksTry to heal my broken heartAnd it might not be such a bad idea if I never, if I never went home againHome againHome againHome again Kick it, quit itKick it, quit itKick it, quit itKick it, can't go home again
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