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chyde - house is not a home lyrics

[chorus]
a house is not a home
if it got no love in it then it is just cold
if you got no love in your hugs don’t touch me
don’t worry mama i’mma make it on my own
a house is not a home
if it got no love in it then it is just cold
if you got no love in your words, don’t talk to me
don’t worry dad i’ll make it on my own

[verse 1]
you really thought that i forgot it huh?
all the sh+t i’ve bottled up
that feeling that i’m not enough
well cheers and f+cking bottoms up
what about the trauma huh?
what about the drama huh?
we never had problems, huh?
and we never argued huh?
i wonder what kind of world you are living in
one without your kids + must be a wonderful feeling
sometimes i wonder why you even had me
should’ve worn a rubber if you never wanted this, we’d all be happy
go on mah, grab your toothbrush, and leave
like you threatened to
when we had nothing to eat, were we upsetting you?
when our stomachs was growling, hungry and down
and out but somehow had to function without it
how could you ever go to bed and go to sleep
go and meet with that f+cking dude that we’d barely see
maybe 3 times in my life did we have a conversation
your lack of love for us made me f+cking hate him
if he never gave up on you, you would’ve ran away with him
[chorus]
a house is not a home
if it got no love in it then it is just cold
if you got no love in your hugs don’t touch me
don’t worry mama i’mma make it on my own
a house is not a home
if it got no love in it then it is just cold
if you got no love in your words, don’t talk to me
don’t worry dad i’ll make it on my own

[verse 2]
hi dad
i remember all the times we had
i remember all the times you made me f+cking sad
you like to talk about the times and how fun we had
do you remember everytime that you got drunk and mad?
well i do, wait let me recite you
“shut the f+ck up me and mom are tired of you”
i really tried to
make you proud, but why’d you
go that route, i’d find you
passed out on the bathroom floor, with the beer beside you
you used to talk about how nice it’d be to take off far and
have no kids at all, just live in a one bed+room apartment
with no responsibility, you f+cking kidding me?
you’re a dad, how the f+ck can you say that to little me?
that’s the sh+t that haunts you
is how it feels to have a dad who doesn’t really want you
so what was i gone do? i’m sure you had your reasons
go on dad just leave while pick up all your pieces
[chorus]
a house is not a home
if it got no love in it then it is just cold
if you got no love in your hugs don’t touch me
don’t worry mama i’mma make it on my own
a house is not a home
if it got no love in it then it is just cold
if you got no love in your words, don’t talk to me
don’t worry dad i’ll make it on my own

- chyde lyrics

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