Rapsody, C. S. Armstrong - Come Home lyrics
[Rapsody, C. S. Armstrong - Come Home lyrics]
Every time I reach you isn’t there
You cannot call, call this livin’
You make me wanna cry
When I ain’t got you, you in my life
Feel like I’m gonna die
I can’t, I can’t do it without ya
Aww baby, no no, no no no no
Want you to come on home to me baby
Come on home to me baby
Yea, come on home to me baby
Come on home to me baby
Come on home to me baby
Pack bags, unpack bags, we over
Sister called said you was
Back killin’ the cobra
Said you weren’t doin’ well and
I ain’t well neither
Got your voice mail and well
You ain’t sound sober
Thought about comin’ back just
To help you focus don’t know what we doin’
Every day it feels hopeless
I know we both in love but
I dunno if love’ll hold us
Baby I wanna, contemplatin’ with Jehova
Praying if I do that I can trust
That we can lay on sofas
And just talk about it i don’t wanna argue
I don’t wanna cry about it
I guess I’m comin’ home to you
It’s been too long, and like you
I can’t do without it
It hurts, I can’t breathe well at all
That’s real love when you
Can’t exhale tomorrow won’t be pleasant
It’s dark even if the sun shines
My mind too cloudy they can hear
My cries through the walls, neighbors
See the morning papers at my door
Him through my vent praying for my sores
Not livin’ well cause hell I
Miss you like Williams, venus
Inner space I pray to God
Every day I’m dreamin’
God, save me, I need my baby back
Goin’ crazy like Shady, this is proof of that
Can’t breathe
Don’t really need no noose for that
Hangin’ myself throwin' this liquor back
Off a track we all go through rocky roads
And we both react
I got your call and I called
To say I’m comin’ back
You cannot call, call this livin’
You make me wanna cry
When I ain’t got you, you in my life
Feel like I’m gonna die
I can’t, I can’t do it without ya
Aww baby, no no, no no no no
Want you to come on home to me baby
Come on home to me baby
Yea, come on home to me baby
Come on home to me baby
Come on home to me baby
Pack bags, unpack bags, we over
Sister called said you was
Back killin’ the cobra
Said you weren’t doin’ well and
I ain’t well neither
Got your voice mail and well
You ain’t sound sober
Thought about comin’ back just
To help you focus don’t know what we doin’
Every day it feels hopeless
I know we both in love but
I dunno if love’ll hold us
Baby I wanna, contemplatin’ with Jehova
Praying if I do that I can trust
That we can lay on sofas
And just talk about it i don’t wanna argue
I don’t wanna cry about it
I guess I’m comin’ home to you
It’s been too long, and like you
I can’t do without it
It hurts, I can’t breathe well at all
That’s real love when you
Can’t exhale tomorrow won’t be pleasant
It’s dark even if the sun shines
My mind too cloudy they can hear
My cries through the walls, neighbors
See the morning papers at my door
Him through my vent praying for my sores
Not livin’ well cause hell I
Miss you like Williams, venus
Inner space I pray to God
Every day I’m dreamin’
God, save me, I need my baby back
Goin’ crazy like Shady, this is proof of that
Can’t breathe
Don’t really need no noose for that
Hangin’ myself throwin' this liquor back
Off a track we all go through rocky roads
And we both react
I got your call and I called
To say I’m comin’ back