| A house is a home even when it’s dark
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| Even when the grass is overgrown in the yard
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| Even when the dog is too old to bark
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| And when you’re sitting at the table trying not to starve
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| A house is a home even when there’s ghosts
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| Even when you gotta run from the ones who love you most
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| Screen door’s broken paint’s peeling from the wood
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| Locals whisper when they gonna leave the neighborhood
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| A house is a home where the chores are never done
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| Where you spend your whole life running to and from
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| And if the life that you live is not the life you choose
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| Make your child a home and start anew
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| A house is a home
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| Even when we’ve up and gone
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| Even when you’re there alone
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| A house is a home |