Come Home

(álbum: Ventura - 2019)

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[Anderson .Paak:]
Darling, I have to be moved from afar
The truth is the only thing worth holding onto anymore (Anymore)
Untie me, let me loose from the cord
I'm so gone, so far, I deserve more (More, I deserve more)
Yeah

I'm begging you (I beg)
I'm begging you, please, come home (Please)
No one even begs anymore (Come home)
I'm begging you (I beg)
I'm begging you, please, come home (Please)
No one even begs anymore (Come home)

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Who should I rest blame upon
When all of the signs are brightly drawn
And point back to your open arms? (Point back to your open arms)
Back too soon, but I'm here for the last of support
No longer bound by a broken heart (Bound by a broken heart)

I'm begging you (I beg)
I'm begging you, please, come home (Please)
No one even begs anymore (Come home)
I'm begging you (I beg)
I'm begging you, please, come home (Please)
No one even begs anymore (Come home)

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Somewhere in a plane over water
My love, my love
Home base, wifey turn it off before I touch down

[André 3000:]
You're all I need, all of me on my knees
Normally harmony, bumblebee, hummingbird
I'm a nerd, study you
What are you, WWF?
We fighting, we might need counseling
Possibly moreso me
Sounds to me frowns'll be grounds to leave
Hounds'll be looking for you before you drop a tear, apres diem
Stop pretending that I ain't him
I ain't them, dim sum dumpling
I remember when you start dying them silver hairs
And start hiding from your age
I ask, "Why? How come?"
Amazing how time can run away from us
I'm no nun, you're no priest
But I promise, hun, you gon' see a phenomenon
Come with me like it's Ramadan
I don't eat like it's Comic Con
I'm a freak for you (Yeah!)
I'm begging now, pretty please with cherries on top
Hairy wet twat
Harriet Tub-man, I don't give up
And if your gut tells you to strut, then strut
Then I'll hail you a car, but what man won't beg?
You know I'm nutmeg
I will show up on a lil' moped
With a lil' puppy, it'll be fluffy
You will un-toughen, we can discuss it
You know I'm suffering, I do miss my friend
I don't like my fin bent up, Tilikum, well, that's ill-informed
Sweet stuff, Willa Wonk, we stuck, Billabong
'Least at minumum we gon' get along
Peace and inner calm, geez, it's been a long
T-I-M-E, um, please, I'm feeling dumb
Please, I'm feeling dumb
Please, I'm feeling dumb

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