Home Is Where The Hatred Is - Jean Jacques Milteau A junkie walking through the twilight I'm on my way home I left 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 Never went home again Stand as far away from me as you Can and ask me why Yeah Hang on to your rosary beads Close your eyes to watch me die Yeah You keep saying kick it quit it Kick it quit it Yeah God but did you ever try Don't believe it is To turn your sick soul inside out So that the world so that the world Who are Home is where I live inside my White powder dreams Home was once an empty vacuum That's filled now with my silent screams Yeah Home is where the needle marks Try to heal my broken heart And it might not be such a bad idea if I never If I never went home again Never went home again Yeah Never went home again Never went home again Never went home again Home again Home again Home again Can't go home again Can't go No it livin' No and he at all again Home again Home again Kick it quit it Kick it quit it Kick it quit it Kick it quit it They all know They all know They all know He will say He will say He will say Kick it quit it Kick it quit it Kick it quit it Kick it quit it All we on my mind Kick it quit it Kick it quit it All we on my mind Yeah home again I can't go I can't go I can't go Yeah can't go home Can't go home Home again Can't go home编辑于2021/04/11更新