Sloe Pink - Home (feat. Jay Atoms) Lyrics

Still downstream of the flood, no paddle
Acrophobics out here praying on my downfall
Hit the ground, spitting blood, no gravel
Yeah, I know it's 'bout time that I count up
Still doubting every dream like a blackout
Semiotics on a sign, got a mouthful
Giving in, getting out, no battles
Yeah, I know it's 'bout time that I found out
Wasn't it hugging on me
Them buzzards that wanted to sleep
But hovering under the streets
Been waking up Folgers to peace
A centipede holding its feet
An ocean of quotas to keep
Emotive, not open to speak
No motive to cope or release
Freeze frame, fish guts, high school radiator
Never be the same, used to miss us, now they hate us
Cold case, stupid face, flapping like a Platypus
They don't feel my wave, I complain, they say I got it good
Welcome to the brain of the washed out
Acrobatics flipping off the crowd, getting tossed out
Acting like a boss but I'm not, just a pawn now
Minimal effect so my cause looking lost now
What if my timing was off
Could've been binding the book
Awake in the lake on my neck
Impacted, I'm bracing for death
A heart's been erased from the deck
Bit in my face and the neck
Spit aftertaste that it left
How much would it take to reset life

And I could crush a rose up and eat it
I could punch a million pinholes in the ceiling but I
Won't ever feel like home
And I check the pulse on the beacons
I could touch a million backroads on the season but I
Won't ever feel like home