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Back Home Lyrics by McKinley Arlo
McKinley Arlo Lyrics
Road less traveled I'll ride
With this revolver by my side
Sweet speed of cocaine
Friends deep in the dope game
Well momma I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
To you
This city is a symphony
That never seems to be in key
I've tasted every sin
Spit em out and I tried again
Well momma I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
To you
I hold myself accountable
For everything that I have done
Constant heat beneath my feet
I guess a glimpse of what's to come
Well momma I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
Well momma I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
Well momma I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
To you
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