Slaine – Can't Go Home lyrics

Where am I supposed to go?
I dont think I can do this for to much longer, man
This is the last verse I will ever write

Lonely roads been walked
The winter has been long
The ice has never melted
I'm pricing my sins upon a credit card
Still payin my debts, my personal health struggle
Kids lookin up to me, what should I tell to them?
The nightmares upon me, the dirty laundry is on me
I am the darkness standin amongst an army of zombies
The serenade of the renegade has been sung allready
And then some but then past is catchin up comin to get me
People know my bloated face, everywhere i go to chase and cope
I need to slow down, I need to stop

It motivates my flow to space
And motor races in my thoughts
Moving at the speed of light, I can't slow tha pace
Mommy cryin on the phone, wifey kicked me out the crib
Strangers wanna buy me drinks, write about the life I live
Push me deeper down, I creep around in this isolation
But what am I after now? What is this life I'm chasing

Back into the darkness, everywhere that I go
My enemies are all dead and so are my survivals
It's all about being more ruthless than a rival
Pistol in my pants, but my hands' on the bible

And I can't see...
The world beyond...
I'm too far gone..
I can't go home...

Its time to drink again, I see him smokin' in
The alley downtown there other night he's doin coke again
He thinks hes gettin' rich hes just going to be broken in
A million different pieces with the hand of faiht chokin him

I'm still alone, walkin' with the killers dome
I never left this place, but I don't feel at home no more
My memories are movin' slow
My past is beatin' faster full of anger and rage
And I'm a greedy bastard
Dollar signs in my rhymes, Benjamins in my eyes
Enemies are hard for me to see, pretenders in disguise
My mind is fucked up inside
I can't remember lies I don't even know the truth
I've been on a bender like ever since September right
Now into February
What about the bodies in your past you said you buried
I can't remember shit, takin' up the cemetery
The voices in my head are back - you talkin to them already!?

Back into the darkness, everywhere that i go
My enemies are all dead and so are my survivals
It's all about being more ruthless than a rival
Pistol in my pants, but my hand's on the bible
And i can't see...
The world beyond...
Im to far gone..
I can't go home...