Coming Home - Slaine

They say you can’t come home again but look at this, I’m back

And at times it feels like I never left

I done seen my American dreams come true

Kick the habits I acquired, in this place, whatever’s next

I’mma make the most of it, but I carry ghosts of it

Several deaths close to me every step that I take

It’s supposed to be like an oath to me

But I carry forth with this torch with a heavy chest

There’s really no throne in this kingdom (come)

Out by them hoops where you shoot or you sling from (none)

Not on that stoop where you hang and you drink rum

Not on that stage or that mic that we sing from

Every piece of this history was like a symphony

Passionately played and scripted to have it in for me

The epiphany of an epitaph forever live in infamy

But waves of this Poseidon that I’ve been riding so sinfully

So when I’m gone out this world it won’t miss a step

Whether I’m old or I’m young the chunk is a death

Is a higher power that I figured was true

The greatest story ever written, and it’s bigger than you

I’ve been around the world always looking for something

I had to find out on my own

I had it in my heart, all along

I did what I had to do, but I got some sins for which I will atone

(So I’m coming home)

I’ve been around the world always looking for something

Else to maybe fill the hole

But I saw that road become cold and it took what it was owed

So I’m coming back to maybe save my soul

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

They say you can’t come home and give a look at this, I’m back

And at times it feels like I never left

I done seen my American dreams come true

Kick the habits I acquired, in this place, whatever’s next

I’mma make the most of it, but I carry ghosts of it

Several deaths close to me every step that I take

It’s supposed to be like an oath to me

But I carry forth with this torch with a heavy chest

They say there’s no room for the weak here

From them streets of deceit, you should keep clear

But it’s deep when you sleep and you eat there

So when it all changed, how could you prepare?

The big head, with a plus size and a mask

Dusk skies with his stash, cut ties with the past

Dust flies in the path of the light

In a dark room

As it became clear what was coming for my heart soon

No where to run and hide

Suicide and homicide

What if I recover and I make it out the other side?

Perhaps there’s still some time left for my salvation

But time is here and the future is what I’m now facing

I’ve been around the world always looking for something

I had to find out on my own

I had it in my heart, all along

I did what I had to do, but I got some sins for which I will atone

(So I’m coming home)

I’ve been around the world always looking for something

Else to maybe fill the hole

But I saw that road become cold and it took what it was owed

So I’m coming back to maybe save my soul

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

(Yeah, I’m coming home)

Saint Michael, Archangel.

Defend us in battle

Be our protection against the madness and snares of the devil

May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do you

O Prince of the heavenly host, by the divine power

Thrust into hell Satan, and all the evil spirits

Who prowl about the world

Seeking the ruin of souls

Amen.