Well, it's hard to speak when you're tongue-tied
Tough to breathe when you're going under
Bury deep those emotions
Down the rivers, they're overflowin'
What's the cause to this stigma?
Our brothers and fathers, uncles and partners
We teach our boys to be big men
Not how to cope with this illness
Well, sticks and stones, they may break your bones
But a couple words, they could save you
And it's okay, man, the world has changed
And I know it's hard tryna fake it
'Cause I wish I could be stronger
For that, I feel ashamed
'Cause those feelings, they get bottled up
As I down another can
And I guess I'm like my father
Bear the burden now I know
That it's the men who talk about it
They're the ones who make it home (Home, home)
They're the ones who make it home
Home, home (Home, home)
What's the cause to this stigma?
People scared to reach out like they don't know how
Some afraid to be a burden
They keep it locked beneath the surface
But I see the progress every day, man
Promise things are gonna change
And, it's okay, man, l feel your pain
And I know it's hard tryna fake it
Well, I wish I could be stronger
For that, I feel ashamed
'Cause those feelings, they get bottled up
As I down another can
And I guess I'm like my father
Bear the burden now I know
That it's the man who talk about it
They're the ones who make it home (Home, home)
They're the ones who make it home
(Home, home, home)
They're the ones who make it home
(Home, home, home, home, home, home, home)
They're the ones who make it home
(Home, home, home, home, home, home, home)
They're the ones who make it home
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