| I’m taking the time to listen
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| Cuz I’m in need of a few answers
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| And I find myself
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| Staring at the floor
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| So don’t go pulling my arm
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| I can learn on my own
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| I’m just in need of a little direction
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| And it would be nice to know that you aren’t staring
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| Over my shoulder
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| I’m a vagrant with a helpless cause
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| Against all odds
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| I chase who I am
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| So who are you
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| I’ve got to make it on my own
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| I’m just a mess without a home
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| I swear to god I’ve never felt so alone
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| But I guess that’s part of the gamble
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| This life has taken it’s toll on me
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| Can’t you see it in my eyes
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| Or hear it in my voice
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| I never had a choice
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| I’m just a victim of uncertainty
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| I can hear my heart pounding
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| And it’s getting harder to breath
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| I’m a vagrant with a helpless cause
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| Against all odds
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| I chase who I am
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| So who are you
|
| I’ve got to make it on my own
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| I’m just a mess without a home
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| Oh I forgot to mention
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| Don’t you dare, pretend to know who I am
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| Cuz misguided judgments across the state
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| Have about as much worth
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| As your life and any comprehensively
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| Comparable catastrophe
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| A «loser» comes to mind
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| Maybe I was meant for something more than this
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| I’ve got to make it on my own
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| I’m just a mess without a home
|
| I’m taking the time to listen
|
| Cuz I’m in need of a few answers
|
| And I find myself
|
| Staring at the floor
|
| So don’t go pulling my arm
|
| I can learn on my own
|
| I’m just in need of a little direction
|
| And it would be nice to know that you aren’t staring
|
| Over my shoulder
|
| I’m a vagrant with a helpless cause
|
| Against all odds
|
| I chase who I am
|
| So who are you
|
| I’ve got to make it on my own
|
| I’m just a mess without a home
|
| I swear to god I’ve never felt so alone
|
| But I guess that’s part of the gamble
|
| This life has taken it’s toll on me
|
| Can’t you see it in my eyes
|
| Or hear it in my voice
|
| I never had a choice
|
| I’m just a victim of uncertainty
|
| I can hear my heart pounding
|
| And it’s getting harder to breath
|
| I’m a vagrant with a helpless cause
|
| Against all odds
|
| I chase who I am
|
| So who are you
|
| I’ve got to make it on my own
|
| I’m just a mess without a home
|
| Oh I forgot to mention
|
| Don’t you dare, pretend to know who I am
|
| Cuz misguided judgments across the state
|
| Have about as much worth
|
| As your life and any comprehensively
|
| Comparable catastrophe
|
| A «loser» comes to mind
|
| Maybe I was meant for something more than this
|
| I’ve got to make it on my own
|
| I’m just a mess without a home |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vagrant Stories , by - Broadway. Song from the album Gentlemen's Brawl, in the genre Пост-хардкор