Testo Home

When we speak of going home
It only exists in the arms we know
I feel like you never got a chance to throw
Like everything got locked and loaded right before
They said to shut your mouth while you’re getting degraded
Keep it from the kids ‘cause they don’t wanna face it
Everything about this is sick and so blatant
Yet everybody feels / they’re too jaded to deal baby
Nobody owns you
Nobody owns your love
Your blood, your bones, your trust
Your home

When we speak of going home -
‘cause everyone’s afraid of what they don’t know -
Bridle our behaviour with police control;
Invalidate you through the fear, the fog
Why is there endless energy invested
Telling people how to be, ‘cause they can’t accept that I
Don’t believe in prayer, I believe in love
But it’s never enough never enough never enough baby
Nobody owns you
Nobody owns your love
Your blood, your bones, your trust
And when you’re home baby
Nobody owns you
Nobody owns your love
Your blood, your bones, your trust, your lust
Your home

If you wanna be heard
Gotta speak louder
But inaction tells me
Tells me something
With the sun on my face
Everything’s louder
Keep repeating it
And don’t let them win when they keep it from the kids
Keep it from the kids
Keep it from the kids

When we speak of going home
It only exists in the arms we know
‘cause everyone’s afraid of what they don’t know;
Invalidate you through the fear, the fog