| This body, that I know
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| Comes to me at night when I am alone
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| When I am alone
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| It wraps around the empty parts
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| A familiar smell, confirms what I already know
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| What I already know
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| So come on and leave me, I know that it’s through
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| These thoughts that I’m having are too hard to lose
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| That I made a mistake, I don’t know why I left
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| So please, let me come home
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| Somethings are better
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| They remain unindulged and remain left unsaid
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| When they stay left unsaid
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| So take a walk and you’ll clear your head
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| Anywhere but here might shut out the ghost
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| Might shut out the ghost
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| Might shut out the ghost
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| So come on and leave me, I know that it’s through
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| These thoughts that I’m having are too hard to lose
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| That I made a mistake I don’t know why I left
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| So please, let me come home
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| And I know it was me who carries the blame
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| And I know it was me that shut out your heart
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| And I know it was me but I promise I’ve changed
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| So please, let me come home
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| So please, let me come home
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| So please, let me come home
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| So please, let me come home
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| So please, let me come home |