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letra de nomad - khary

[chours]
i don’t know a place right now that i belong
i don’t know a place right now that feels like home
i don’t know a place right now that i belong
i don’t know a place right now that feels like home
i don’t know a place right now that i belong
i don’t know a place right now that feels like home
i don’t know a place right now that i belong
i don’t know a place right now that feels like home

[verse 1]
as my adversary become dead and buried i’m alone
i’m preparing the obituary but it’s bitter sweet that there gone
at the moment i got to much time to over -n-lyze my all my faults
stress eating all
i just want to roll
i just want to go
i pack my bags but jet lag keeps me slow
i don’t know what i should keep and let go
i don’t know who i am down to my soul

[verse 2]
sh-t ain’t been the same since 2012
i felt that h-ll
popped some mads i had to sleep on jason’s floor
with my belongings in a bag you know what i hated more
my family evicted
couldn’t go back to college cause i was intuition
for taking a lead in absence in every semester
father swore i was flunking out
but he refused to send me money on the phone
we ain’t talk for like two years till my sisters graduation
my friends lacked empty for my dior situation
not a man but had to man up
find a loft apartment in brooklyn
a small room i couldn’t stand up
had a girlfriend who loved me for who i was
little did she know he was looking for who he is
if i could take it back i don’t know if i’d do it different
but she punched me in the stomach
broke up with me she ate the tears
this might be the first time
i detailed the worst times
now i feel old as f-ck
i can’t get back these years
i’m crying as i’m writing these words
black pearl trying to fight this curse
it get’s harder trying to write these songs
when i can’t even name a thing i f-cking care about
used to think home was the place you called your parents house
i was f-cking wrong
i know that line will trigger my mother
but if just where the heart is i’m supposed to be a smart kid
liquor makes me a bad friend
drinking makes me feel like giving up the admin of my whole life
i’m not feeling fine anymore
my family isn’t mine anymore
rhode island isn’t mine anymore
new york isn’t mine anymore
big apple and i’m dying at the core

[outro]
f-ck

- khary

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