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letra de intoxicated - t11

(chorus: t11)
i’m intoxicated, just can’t take it
everyday of my life i feel like i’m fading
to a place i don’t recognize or care to be
all this care free living don’t scare a bone in me
i said i’m intoxicated, just can’t take it
everyday of my life i feel like i’m kinda famous
but i, don’t wanna be, i don’t wanna be. i just wanna go…

(verse 1: t11)
home to where my bed is, to where my heart lies
to where my chest gets big when i talk to bar flies
to where it’s actually refreshing to sniff the outside
and on sunday mornings we like for go a drive
where my shoes fit nice and everybody’s polite
and i can say your girl’s pretty without starting a fight
because we all self aware and n0body is jealous
and she doesn’t get mad when i kick it with the fellas
;cause she knows that she’s mine, and i know that i’m her’s
and i’ve learned self expression through rappin’ these words
and i’ve learned every situation doesn’t have a cure
and i know i’m gonna make it through, at least i’m pretty sure
i’ve been gone for some time, just long enough to feel
that churning in my stomach is actually real
when i called home the other night, i felt it go away
i might be gone for some time, but ya know i can’t stay
’cause

(chorus)

(verse 2: t11)
home to where the road knows only one path
to where my nose can tell me where exactly that i’m standing at
’cause the familiar smells bring comforting feelings
helps us forget that these prison cells even have ceilings
helps us cope with the dealings, that we fight with till the dawn
another late night bout, but when the day breaks i’m gone
we’re all just p-wns in the game
so i bury my emotions in the songs that i sing
and i… keep on singing
and my phone keeps ringing and my head keeps spinnin’
and i keep on thinking that there’s somethin i’m forgetting
and it feels like we’re winning but it’s only the beginning
so it’s, not time to pack yet
another home cooked meal and i feel i’ll be set
we made some memories that i’ll never forget
as i turn to walk away i photograph your silhouette

(chorus)

(verse 3: t11)
home to where the roof tops know all our stories
we can talk until the sun rise, it never gets boring
pouring shots of our liquor, taking stabs at eachother
paint the city with our stickers, roam the nights with your brothers
it’s where we feel right and know that we belong
where the people from your city write all your favorite songs
it’s that place that makes you feel loved and appreciated
like the way the sun sets after all the sheets i’ve raided
home where we go when we’ve had enough
after our bellies have been stuffed off that other junk
it’s a place where the rappers sell tapes out their trunk
cuz the only store in town closed down last month
home, i’m always tryin to get there in my dreams
’cause the outside world ain’t as sunny as it seems
it helps to talk about it, but forget what i said
’cause this place that i speak of only exists in my head…

only exists in my head, only exists in my head
i’m still trying to find my way home

i’ve been trying to find a way back home, back home

- t11

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