歌词
A junkie walking through the twilight.
I'm on my way home.
I left home three days ago but no one seems to know I'm gone.
Home is where the hatred is.
Home is filled with pain.
And it might not be such a bad idea if I never,never went home again.
Stand as far away from me as you can,don't ask me why.
Hang on to your rosary beads,close your eyes to watch me die.
You keep saying,"Kick it! Quit it! Kick it! Quit it! Kick it! Quit it!"
God,but did you ever try to turn your sick soul inside out so that the world can watch you die.
Home is where I live inside my white power dreams.
Home was once an empty vacuum that 's filled now with my silent screams.
Home is where the needle marks try to hear my broken heart.
And it might not be such a bad idea if I never,never went home again.
Home again.
Home again.
Home again.
Kick it
Quit it
Kick it
Quit it
Kick it
Quit it
Kick it
Can't go home again.
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