The Bait

Its all coming back to me today All of the bait The god of email wants me to stay I should obey My father told me "Go for the pay" (Go for the pay, oh no) But God knows I just want to escape All of the wait The more that I want what they tell me The more I can see Becoming a fool was half the fee Ugly indeed Why can't we find home? Wandering on our own... But we're still searching for a home And when it comes I know we'll. I've seen everything pass through this town All of the new The luckiest kids wearing the crown Don't have a clue My mother knew it could get me down Left me to wonder who'd allow The 'why' in the 'how' Why can't we find home? Wandering on our own... But we're still searching for a home And when it comes I know we'll... Oh Woo they gun it down They gun it down Woo they gun it down They gun it, they Woo they gun it down They gun it down Woo they gun it down They gun it, they