Just Jinjer - Home Lyrics

In a word
Perfect
All the years
Worth it
Suffering for selling
The dream
To the few who hide behind the screams of

Freedom, run to me
Freedom
A right to choose

A place to call
Your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
You'll become a man
In your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
Your women in your hand

With a word
Guilty
No remorse
Yeah plenty
To stop a man from having his say
Knowing that his time will come the day you
You free him, from this room
Free him
Give him the right to choose

A place to call
Your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
And you'll become a man
In your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
Your women in your hand

Freedom, run to me
Freedom
A right to choose

A place to call
Home, your own home
Where you'll grow old
And you'll become a man
In your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
Your women in your hand