Testo Never Coming Home

I'm filling voids with my vice
Out here chasing demons, running for my life
I'm picking poisons, I'm getting high
And I'll take anything to get me through the night

I'm on these backroads of Virginia, girl, I'm just a sinner
Won't be home for dinner, tell your Ma
These Feds are on my tail and I'm probably going to jail 'Cause I ain't got the bail to make the bond

I'm never coming home, guilty as sin
I'm good as gone and I ain't coming back again
I'm on the run, left all my kin
And ain't no way I'm ever coming back again
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home

He was sleeping with my wife, threatening my life
And talking 'bout he's gonna shoot me down
Now I know it's fight or flight and two wrongs don't make a right
But I lit him up, now I'm skipping town They say murder was the case, but if you was in my place
You'd have done the same thing that I did
So I shot him in the head, and I left that man for dead
And got myself a ninety-nine year bid

Home, guilty as sin
I'm good as gone and I ain't coming back again
I'm on the run, left all my kin
And ain't no way I'm ever coming back again
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home

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