Khary - Nomad lyrics

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

As my adversaries become dead and buried
I'm alone
I'm preparing the obituary
But it's bittersweet that they're gone
At the moment
I got too much time for
Over analyzin' all my flaws
Stress-eating all this Ben & Jerry's, need a
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

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

Shit ain't been the same since 2012
I felt that hell
Hot summer, as I had to sleep on Jason's
Floor, with my belongings in a bag
Know what I hated more
My family evicted
Couldn't go back to college 'cause
I owed some tuition
For taking a leave of
Absence the prior semester
Father swore that I was flunkin' out
When he
Refused to send me money on the phone
I started buggin' out
Then we ain't talk for like two
Years, till my sister's graduation
My friends lacked empathy for
My dire 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 that loved me for who
I was, little did she know
He was tryna' find 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 her
Ate the tears
This might be the first time, I detailed the
Worst times, now I feel old as fuck
Can't get back the years
I'm crying as I'm writing
These words, Black Pearl
Trying to fight this curse
It gets harder trying to write
These songs when I can't
Even name a thing that I
Really fucking care about
Used to think home was the place you called
Your parent's house, I was fucking wrong
And I know that line gon' trigger my mother
But if home is where the heart is, and
I'm supposed to be a smart kid
Why do I keep looking in these places I get?
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

Fuck!