Make My Way Back Home Songtext
von Kassa Overall feat. Nick Hakim & Theo Croker

Sink
I can′t complain
(What your life like?)

At a loss for words, I can't complain
I sowed the seeds and prayed for rain
I filled prescriptions to block out visions
Still feel the tremble of a victim
Swallow my arrogance
Do the math of a missed marriage
Plus a couple miscarriages
Dreams never came true

Family that I never knew (Who are you?)
Plus a couple niggas hatin′ too
Now the music is my therapist
We talk it out every night in the booth
Tryna repair this shit
We all tryna break free like a bird in the wind
'Cause we all goin' home in the end


You could cry to your mama
But she don′t want no drama
I been washin′ on my karma
Got me workin' like a farmer
Tryna make my way back home
Maybe we can go back home
Tryna get back home
Where the love is real

I just need the real thing
For once, goddamn
I can see through your hazy master plan
You ain′t as slick as you think
You ain't as slick as you think
You ain′t as slick as you think
May not run and hide
When the world starts to sink

You could cry to your mama
But she don't want no drama
I been washin′ on my karma
Got me workin' like a farmer
Tryna make my way back home
Maybe we can go back home
Tryna get back home
Where the love is real

Yeah
Real
I just want something real, real