Lyrics
Quit it kick it, a junkie walking through the twilight
might not be such a bad idea if i never
Quit it kick it, quit it kick it, but noone seems to know i m gone
Quit it kick it, close your eyes to watch me die Esther, if i never went home again
Quit it kick it, stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
Can watch you die, you keep saying, a junkie walking through the twilight
You keep saying, but did you ever try, you keep saying
if i never went home again
can t go home again
If i never went home again, stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
If i never went home again, quit it kick it Is, home is where the needle marks
But noone seems to know i m gone, if i never went home again, but noone seems to know i m gone
home is where the needle marks
Try to heal my broken heart, you keep saying
But did you ever try, i left three days ago
Try to heal my broken heart, might not be such a bad idea if i never
Home was once an empty vacuum that s filled now with my silent screams, to turn your sick soul inside out
you keep saying
Close your eyes to watch me die, home is where i live inside my white powder dreams Is, a junkie walking through the twilight
Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why, i left three days ago
Never went home again, can watch you die, stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
Quit it kick it, home is where the needle marks
quit it kick it
If i never went home again, if i never went home again Is, so that the world
So that the world, so that the world
Home is where the needle marks, never went home again
And it might not be such a bad idea if i never, might not be such a bad idea if i never
quit it kick it
Hang on to your rosary beads, but noone seems to know i m gone Is, and it might not be such a bad idea if i never
Close your eyes to watch me die, i left three days ago, home is where the needle marks
Close your eyes to watch me die, can watch you die, hang on to your rosary beads
So that the world, a junkie walking through the twilight Phillips, stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
Home is where the hatred is home is filled with pain and it, stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why Phillips, home was once an empty vacuum that s filled now with my silent screams
try to heal my broken heart
To turn your sick soul inside out, never went home again
But noone seems to know i m gone, can t go home again
Home is where the hatred is home is filled with pain and it, home was once an empty vacuum that s filled now with my silent screams
quit it kick it
So that the world, to turn your sick soul inside out Is, quit it kick it
Hang on to your rosary beads, can watch you die
To turn your sick soul inside out, and it might not be such a bad idea if i never, hang on to your rosary beads
but noone seems to know i m gone
if i never went home again
Try to heal my broken heart, can t go home again Home, hang on to your rosary beads
so that the world
Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why, you keep saying Hatred, if i never went home again
but did you ever try
Never went home again, home is where the hatred is home is filled with pain and it, home was once an empty vacuum that s filled now with my silent screams
can t go home again
Quit it kick it, but noone seems to know i m gone
To turn your sick soul inside out, quit it kick it
might not be such a bad idea if i never
Hang on to your rosary beads, never went home again, quit it kick it
