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lirik lagu illogic - haven't been home

[hook]
there hasn’t been a day of home in a while now
i’ve been walking too long, i need to sit down
see there hasn’t been a day of home in a while now
i’ve been walking too long, i need to sit down

[verse 1]
language gets lost in the crowd these days
anguish hits often aloud so we pray
my wingspan is spread, i’m in the clouds to stay
lord spray sun-rays accenting like clear blue sky
i hear the wind whip as a dove flew by
she looked me dead in my eye for what felt like a lifetime
i dabbled in trying to find the guideline to existing
twisting finite reality into a timeline worth listing
i’ve gone into performance without a mask on
while you’re adorned with the ornaments of a rap song
the dove with love whispered p-ssion in my ears, asking that my art always has lasting comp-ssion so here we…
stand, one face to another
i’m handing ear-mints to your spirit ’til you hear this b-ssline that smothers
i’ve been walking too long, i need to sit down
two songs away from the day i can sit down and make my kids smile
two songs away from plummeting over the edge
holding my head, stay straight for the road ahead
life and death can’t be simultaneous so don’t speak when i comment
write breath instantaneous with the speed of a comet

see there hasn’t been a day of home in a while now
i’ve been walking too long, i need to sit down
see there hasn’t been a day of home in a while now
i’ve been walking too long, i need to sit down

[verse 2]
walking stick rotten, tryna keep an upright stance
but i keep rocking, gotta see the smiles on the fans
i’ve blossomed centerstage with a mic in my hand
colossal energy display [?] toxins in man
it’s shocking the way to expand horizons and bring sound waves
can’t unravel the babble served to compile slaves
each day i lay to sleep and see that dove
i hear her teach me, thinking “love, you’re almost home”
alone and fragile, gotta get a handle on my basket of dreams
before this candle burns out and my casket screams
i need things tangible, the manual didn’t mention this road
my soul bleeds for artists who aren’t whole
they plant seeds of delusion in illusion
i can’t believe they’re using my art to k!ll
the lives of the alive and open-minded
i hope science can’t find a cure
i’m too ill, i need to be home so i can sit still

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