Come and hear the funeral marchin' Maybe this is your suicide Maybe this is more pure Pure and simple Maybe this is all I have for Home, home, home, daddy Why have all your beautiful people, Brushed you on down, down Brushed you on down Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah. I saw the shame inside your addiction. Hatin' to see what was passed on by I saw the shame and wondered why I should live and die. Leave a note and tell me Leave a note and tell me why Leave a note and tell me Leave a note and tell me why Why have all your beautiful people, Brushed you on down, down Brushed you on down Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah. (c) 2002 Island Def Jam Music Group
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