This Is Home
Lyrics
We work and slave the day away
We're raised in perfect families
We fuck and fight like vagabonds
We dance like fucking animals
Don't stop the band is coming on
Rude boys and punks will shout along
Police cars bring cuffs and loaded guns
Kids scream but laughing as they run
I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna let go?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh 'cause this is home
Gunshots, the punks are rioting
The stage is slowly crumbling
Smash doors and try to stay alive
A few drinks and a lot of broken light
Go hide and call the cavalry
Let's dance in perfect harmony
Get close, the crowd will come apart
That girl will try to make you hard
I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna let go?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, do you wanna this time?
I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna let go
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh 'cause this is home
I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna let go?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, do you wanna this time?
I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna let go
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh 'cause this is home
Writer(s): Travis Barker, Thomas DeLonge, Mark Hoppus
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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