Текст песни Hilltop Hoods - Never Coming Home (feat. SIX60)
Unless I got the world in the palm of my hand
And they hold me up like a champion
One thing I know, is I'm never coming home again
Unless I'm weightless and I ride the sky
And I see my name in the shining lights
If it's all in my head, and the road never ends, ends
I'm never coming home again
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh)
I'm never coming home again
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh)
I'm never coming home
Let's get this road trip started, into the unknown, uncharted
Looking for a better day, I'm booking me a getaway
Where there's hope, there's hardship
I'ma roam in the vastness, but the road to Nirvana's
Not my home where my heart is
If I light up the house in a fire, my doubts won't grow in the darkness (oh, oh)
One-way ticket with a plan to
Kill it 'til I'm bigger, tell my critics I'll be back soon
I'll be chilling in the back room
Rather fall through the cracks than be living in a vacuum
Won't rest 'til I'm bona fide, each step, I'ma own it like
Can't know if I created my success
Then I'm the architect of my own demise
Gotta try, believe I'm unstoppable
Cannot fly free if we all got to fall
Never comin' home if I'm only satisfied to achieve the impossible
'Til then, I'm chasing the vision
Made it my mission to escape from the system
So the place I live in ain't my prison
Unless I got the world in the palm of my hand
And they hold me up like a champion
One thing I know (one thing I know)
Is I'm never coming home again (again, again)
Unless I'm weightless and I ride the sky
And I see my name in the shining lights (name in the shining lights)
If it's all in my head, and the road never ends, ends
I'm never coming home again
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh)
I'm never coming home again
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh)
I'm never coming home
Nah, nah, nah, he's not coming home 'til he conquers
'Til he runs the industry, owns the factory, 'til he's Willy Wonka
They really feel he pretty bonkers
'Til he tantamount to a god, he'll be godless
Really need a crown, he a monster
Acting out like Millie Bobby Brown or Billy Bob is (oh-oh)
He a Hillatopper, in that top spot, but drop off
It's where they really want ya
They'll jump on the numbers like hopscotch
So put numbers on the board like a math tutor
Numbers on the board like a mass shooter
Smash through the back to the front, can't fall off, Hans Gruber
Lambs to the slaughter in my playpen, dance to the pen plays mayhem
Never complacent, bounce off the walls like echolocation
Never can rest like I dreamt of Wes Craven
Never play safe and never vacation
Never come home 'less they decorating
My chest full of medals and I get an ovation
Never coming home again
I (oh) walk the road that never ends (but it never ends, never ends)
Never coming (you're coming home) home again, I
('Cause I walk the road) walk the road that never ends (that never ends)
Unless I got the world in the palm of my hand
And they hold me up like a champion
One thing I know is I'm never coming home again (never comin' home again)
Unless I'm weightless and I ride the sky
And I see my name in the shining lights (in the shining lights)
If it's all in my head, and the road never ends, ends
I'm never comin' home again
