Home Is Where the Hatred Is
Gil Scott-Heron Lyrics


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A junkie walking through the twilight
I'm on my way home
I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone
Home is where the hatred is
Home is filled with pain and it,
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again

Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
Hang on to your rosary beads
Close your eyes to watch me die
You keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it
God, but did you ever try
To turn your sick soul inside out
So that the world, so that the world
Can watch you die

Home is where I live inside my white powder dreams
Home was once an empty vacuum that's filled now with my silent screams
Home is where the needle marks
Try to heal my broken heart
And it might not be such a bad idea if I never, if I never went home again
Home again
Home again
Home again
Kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it




Kick it, quit it
Kick it, can't go home again

Overall Meaning

Gil Scott-Heron's song Home Is Where the Hatred Is narrates the life of a drug addict who is gradually losing himself to drugs. The opening line of the song, "A junkie walking through the twilight," sets the tone for the entire song that is about the lamenting of the most painful aspects of the addiction. The singer, in this case, describes his struggle with drug addiction as he heads home after a three-day binge. However, he says that "no one seems to know I'm gone," perhaps indicating the alienation that comes with drug addiction.


The chorus of the song is a powerful reflection on the nature of home as an entity that is filled with bitterness and pain. For the singer, home is where the needle marks try to heal his broken heart. It is a place where he lives inside his white powder dreams, once an empty vacuum that is now filled with his silent screams. The lyrics, 'Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again,' imply that the thought of never returning home seems like a better idea than dealing with the constant pain and hurt that comes with addiction.


The bridge of the song involves the singer urging people to keep their distance from him, to "stand as far away from me as you can" and watch him die. He describes his soul as sick and implies that the death of his sick soul might be worth the world's attention.


Line by Line Meaning

A junkie walking through the twilight
I am a drug addict walking outside during the evening


I'm on my way home
I am heading towards the place where I am supposed to be living


I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone
I have been away from home for three days, but it seems like no one has even noticed my absence


Home is where the hatred is
I associate home with feelings of anger and resentment


Home is filled with pain and it,
My home is full of suffering and it,


Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again
Perhaps it would be best for me to never return to my place of residence


Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
Stay as far away from me as possible while you inquire why


Hang on to your rosary beads
Hold on tightly to your rosary


Close your eyes to watch me die
Shut your eyes while I pass away


You keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it
You repeatedly suggest that I quit my addiction, only to change your mind


God, but did you ever try
Have you ever made an attempt


To turn your sick soul inside out
To reveal the innermost distress of your soul


So that the world, so that the world
So that everyone, so that everyone


Can watch you die
Can observe you passing away


Home is where I live inside my white powder dreams
I associate my drug addiction with my place of residence


Home was once an empty vacuum that's filled now with my silent screams
My home used to be an empty space, but now it is filled with my unspoken cries of agony


Home is where the needle marks
I associate my drug use with being at home


Try to heal my broken heart
I use drugs to try to mend my shattered emotions


And it might not be such a bad idea if I never, if I never went home again
Perhaps it would be best for me to never return to my place of residence


Home again
Back to the place where I live


Home again
Returning to the location where I reside


Home again
Going back to my place of residence


Kick it, quit it
Stop my addiction, start my addiction again, make up your mind


Kick it, quit it
Quit my drug use, resume my drug use, decide which one you want me to do


Kick it, quit it
Stop taking drugs, start taking drugs again, choose one


Kick it, can't go home again
Abstain from drug use, but I cannot return to my place of residence




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GIL SCOTT-HERON

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@MsColetha

Lyrics
A junkie walking through the twilight
I'm on my way home
I left three days ago
But no one seems to know I'm gone
Home is where the hatred is
Home is filled with pain and it
Might not be such a bad idea
If I never, never went home again
Stand as far away from me as you can
And ask me why
Hang on to your rosary beads
Close your eyes to watch me die
You keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it
God, but did you ever try
To turn your sick soul inside out?
So that the world, so that the world
Can watch you die?
Home is where I live
Inside my white powder dreams
Home was once an empty vacuum
That's filled now with my silent screams
Home is where the needle marks
Try to heal my broken heart
And it might not be such a bad idea
If I never, if I never went home again
Home again
Home again
Home again
Kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it
Kick it, can't go home again
Home again
Home again
You know I can't go home again
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Gil Scott Heron
Home Is Where the Hatred Is lyrics © Cayman Music, Bienstock Publishing Company, Carlin Music Corp - MORAL: Protect your heart, tell yourself the truth and deal with it soberly. Make GOOD Choices.



All comments from YouTube:

@arthurhilliard3213

I'm on day 4 fentanyl detox this has always been my go to song. I keep hyperventilating crying in the shower with this on repeat. Pray for me

@siddhant717

Good luck bro, hope you are doing well and are able to stay clean. :)

@waynebutfoy3759

God bless you and protect you. 1 Love ,,,

@madaienaa

This makes me so happy, you can do this!! You are so strong!

@twpnetwork5132

God bless you

@Msjj502

God deliver you brother. Love you.

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@urbanrealism237

My heart goes out to anyone battling the disease of addiction. You are worthy of getting your life back on track and I believe in you even if no one else does.

@Karl671

So true

@mariep.harrislivingmybestl2253

I BELIEVE in YOU too. Never give up 👣👣👣👣👣👣👣❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

@johnairhart769

🙏 Fr

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