Slake Dransky - Come Home

(chorus) (liz mctague)
You got your words right
And you know yourself on your worst night
And you’ve grown like hell
I know i know i know i know
But you gotta come home
Words right
And you know yourself on your worst night
And you’ve grown like hell
I know i know i know i know
You just gotta come home

(verse 1) (slake)
Misanthrope. misanthrope
Boy they love you how you leave them ghost
Leave them ghost they gon’ shrug you
What’s that on your breath?
Get your coat you so cold you gon’ catch your death
You like dope that might be for best
Wait

How long have i been looking for the right one
In the wrong ways
And it’s piling up
How long can i stare into this bright sun
It’s a long day
What’s your vice, huh?

Tell me your vice, yeah
Name your price
Boy you blind
You must you must you must

Make your mark. make your mark
All my life i been way off course
Like i don’t chart i just write
I was in a minimal market
Tryna go big like tar pits
Big drive bit carsick
Took some time to get started
Now it looks alright
From the wide-angle that view really something
I break my heart on the regular
Next time i’ll see it coming
I beg your pardon a lot
It’s a burden i feel it
I double dose on that stress relief
Double down like a helix
Oh god

I chose a whole ass lifestyle
Told me back in high school play your role till it’s lights out
Now i’m only home if there’s a show and a price
Feels like i’m always in flight
These are the lowliest heights i’ve known
Oh oh oh
You just gotta come home

(chorus) (liz)
You got your words right
And you know yourself on your worst night
And you’ve grown like hell
I know i know i know i know
But you gotta come home
Words right
And you know yourself on your worst night
And you’ve grown like hell
I know i know i know i know
You just gotta come home

(verse 2) (dylan montayne)
I just been catching my breath
I just been making a mess
I just been getting my steps
I just been catching my-
Wait a minute i’m alive

Been a damn long ride, glad you held on tight
What a surprise
I been dead-wrong like only headphones might
Ever know why
Put my pen on upper echelon but i’m vexed on how to survive
But my home town taught me hope now
Man it falls down out of the sky

Show me your life
Those stories you write
How you spend your time

I been writing i been writing
You been fighting you been fighting
For your life and no one likes it
No one ever gets excited
When you pull up to a life that you never had in mind
Everyone else always seemed so comfortable inside

Yo, dylan man
You should go and get it man
You should go and kill it fam
I feel like i’m jumping on a bed under a ceiling fan
Big plans that i made for myself
I’ll pull you up so you can jump on the couch
‘cause i-i i got my

(pre-chorus) (liz mctague)
You got your words right
Got your words right
You got your, you got your
Words right
(words words)

(chorus) (liz)
You got your words right
And you know yourself on your worst night
And you’ve grown like hell
I know i know i know i know
But you gotta come home
Words right
And you know yourself on your worst night
And you’ve grown like hell
I know i know i know i know
You just gotta come home