Testo Here and Home - Anella

Here and Home - Anella
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Canzone dall'album: Ask Me How I’ve Been
Nel genere:Поп
Data di rilascio:26.03.2026
Lingua della canzone:Inglese

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Here and Home
They say you can't grow where you're grown from
So I been rippin' through towns tryna grow up
Couple bars, couple shots, cup of whiskey on the rocks
Gettin' gone, gettin' lost, tryna find myself
Twenty-three had a better ring to it
When I thought it meant findin' a girl and makin' music
So I ain't have a clue when it came down to it
I would find me by myself
Goin' in circles, fallin' in love
Gettin' knocked down just to stand back up
But there's a lot of things that make more sense
When I got this bottle in my hand
No, I don't smoke, but I drink a little too much
Still the same as I was when I grew up
Right outside of half saved, half screwed up
Little hell bent, heaven sent, Hallelujah
I probably shouldn't go down this road I'm on
But you'll never be found if you don't get lost
So I'm pickin' my roots up and my movin' my boots
Somewhere between here and home
How many times can I fall and get back up again?
Hmm
Knees weak, feelin' damn near beat
But I'll come 'round in the end
Tryna be right but I'm losin' my way
I'm always in the wrong with whatever I say
But there's a lot of things that make more sense
When I got this bottle in my hand
No, I don't smoke, but I drink a little too much
Still the same as I was when I grew up
Right outside of half saved, half screwed up
Little hell bent, heaven sent Hallelujah
I probably shouldn't go down this road I'm on
But you'll never be found if you don't get lost
So I'm pickin' my roots up and my movin' my boots
Somewhere between here and home
Somewhere between here and home
Oh
When it gets hard to see the light
When I'm alone and don't feel right
I need somethin' strong to get me by
So I might smoke if I drink a little too much
Still the same as I was when I grew up
Right outside of half saved, half screwed up
Little hell bent, heaven sent, Hallelujah
I probably shouldn't go down this road I'm on
But you'll never be found if you don't get lost
So I'm pickin' my roots up and my movin' my boots
Somewhere between here and home
Somewhere between here and home

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