JOURNEY HOME Lyrics

On my Journey Home I return drugged up and bruised

Battered up I'm like a lamb just on the drugs I used

In the grass I tumble thinking of the shit I do

Like why would I go do this to myself I think it's cuz of you

I'm just walking through a forest it looks barely visited

And I swear these trees are swaying I could swear that they were edited

But I ignore them cuz I just can't get you off my mind

I sometimes look in the mirror and I simply can't be found

And then I look inside your eyes and I swear that I go blind

Cuz I can't see nobody else it's like a curse from God

All I see is you an angel or is that just your facade

Cuz I've never met an angel which has never told me lies

And yet I'm trying to move forward and it simply isn't moving

Even though I was proving to myself I was inproving

But what was added my mind was quickly thinking of removing

I looked my future in the eyes it looked back at me disapproving

It was confusing cuz the oozing stare it was producing

Was the same one that my teachers used to give me when I was schooling

All this hurt I was inducing to my kin,

was introducing

A new type of pain called love

Damn

I look at the sky I think of you

I think it's the stars they make the view

But by the time that It's us 2

I think it's us who is the few

But nobody ever told me

That love just simply isn't meant to be

I think of you you think of me

Yet I know that me and you will never be

I look at the sky I think of you

I think it's the stars they make the view

But by the time that It's us two

I think it's us who is the few

But nobody ever told me

That love just simply isn't meant to be

I think of you you think of me

Yet I know that me and you will never be

Never be together

And I will never forget her

Yet like all these songs together some girls will have a vendetta

And it will make quite a dilemma

Cuz girls stream it like the antenna

And people say things which are hella

Crazy about my Cinderella baby

Hold up wait

I'm on the roadblock and it's telling me to chill

I hate these guys they eat a couple-woah not on this record bro

But I'm stuck inside my mind and a road is on the way

so I'm stumbling and I'm tumbling until I make it to my bed

I finally found my door and it was clear inside my head

The key inside the door I started turning but instead

The door already open felt a little bit of dread

But whatever I went through it ain't like it's my job to imbue it

So I'm walking up the stairs and I'm bout to go through it I'm beat

I look at my bed I close my eyes but I can't go to sleep

It's frustrating and I hate when this happens to me

Cuz just how is it possible to be this tired I can't see

But what I didn't know at the time was that this whole LP

Was something just a little special; not what it would seem

Because this specific album: it was all a dream