| And my bags are packed with my crimes from back home
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| And I’m gone
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| Motherfuck this place I’m gone
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| And I’m leaving
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| She said don’t look back
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| At the infuriating reasons
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| All put in a book bag
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| Pen and a pad
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| Withering in my thoughts
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| But the ink is running off
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| Leaving nothing but a blank page
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| A blank slate when I hit the road blazing
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| Peek in my rearview
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| Leave it broken and hazy
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| And with the battle’s still going
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| With me and a past life
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| And the atmosphere open
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| I’m getting out of here hoping
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| When I hit LA
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| That the storm clouds will roll away
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| And get that airplane off ground
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| With no delay
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| Got my baby girl by my side
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| So we won’t be late
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| Love the simplest thing
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| For everything
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| What could be simpler than a wedding ring
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| And the fear is so precocious
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| I’m breaking the focus and shot across the ocean
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| And when I’m gone
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| You said that you’re gonna miss me
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| An altitude grasp
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| I’m passing over it quickly
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| Running to hide failed
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| Broken up inside
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| Well perfect for a token
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| But I’m hoping that our time swells
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| And I’m hurting to rehabilitate
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| But it’s worth it for me to get a taste
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| And get away
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| Forget the day spent just waiting
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| And I know that being patient is a trait that will get me saved
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| If our home is burned down
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| It’s time to get out
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| I’m gone
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| If the city caught fire
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| Like the night sky behind us
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| I’m gone
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| I got my suitcases bursting at the seams
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| I’m saving two places taking you with me
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| I’m gone
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| Leaving my heart in my hometown
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| Taking the tone down
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| I’m so gone I don’t wanna be alone now |