Home : Word (Feat. Sam Kang)

i gotta get get gotta gotta get home hadn’t thought it possible but i forgot my own road thought i was so unstoppable forgot my ego then it toppled down like dominoes a prodigal soul but now not i’m running no more took off my air mags used to hate staring at myself now i stare back momma push my hair back tell me a secret you never know home baby girl till you leave it used to think home was a physical place a space where you live and you lay your head to rest and wake up on a typical day an address for you to get deliveries made but i’m home sick though in my own zip code wistful swimming like a fish in a fish bowl wishful what am i searching for i’m looking for a place where i don’t search no more tell you i’m used to being used to going through with the motions but every time i’m away everyday my thoughts just drive me insane cause i feel you prefer the world beyond oceans looking out into space to the place i know that’s keeping my faith it’s hard to find to find the words for something so basic the simplest things can be most courageous debated yes but it’s less complex home is every moment i feel god bless home is where i come back all night we laugh and vibe and soul clap home i find that in friends i find it in things a life from within home is a song on a subway the howl of the blues to be free one day home is every true note every real lyric and any new hope in hope is something to fight for the soul of a man AKA his life force home when you close your eyes and you feel in your heart how your soul’s alive tell you i’m used to being used to going through with the motions but every time i’m away everyday my thoughts just drive me insane cause i feel you prefer the world beyond oceans looking out into space to the place i know that’s keeping my faith i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i gotta got so lost that i’ve forgotten the real goals i gotta promise to be honest to my heart and my soul i gotta get get gotta gotta get home I gotta get get gotta gotta get home i gotta cross potholes gotta cross the whole coast i gotta cross the opticals that gotten me walkin so slow i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i gotta honor my ohana be a positive role a role model sons and daughters called upon when alone i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i got caught up cuz of my job became the boss of my soul i got locked up boxed in became robotic and cold i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i got my momma papa home cookin hot on the stove i love you momma pops props you made all that’s possible i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i gotta get get gotta gotta get home i know this road is rocky and I’m going far on my own but this is my road I’m gon’ follow my own i gotta get get gotta gotta get home tell you i’m used to being used to going through with the motions but every time i’m away everyday my thoughts just drive me insane cause i feel you prefer the world beyond oceans looking out into space to the place i know that’s keeping my faith tell you i’m used to being used to going through with the motions but every time i’m away everyday my thoughts just drive me insane cause i feel you prefer the world beyond oceans looking out into space to the place i know that’s keeping my faith