| I got a yard
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| It’s full of wildflowers
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| Cause I’m a wild child
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| Yeah, I got my own style
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| Got a roof top view that don’t stop
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| Got my name on the deed in the mailbox
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| I sleep easy in the bed I made
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| And I
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| Dream bigger than I did before
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| Took a while to feel this way
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| Brick by brick
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| Board by board
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| I built this house
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| From the foundation to the roof
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| Its all me
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| Baby, blood, sweat, and the truth
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| Solid ground and weatherproof
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| I had to
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| Tear the old one down
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| Was living in somebody else plans for me
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| Locked in and I couldn’t find the key
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| Now it’s wall-to-wall all me
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| I built this house
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| And no I couldn’t
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| Ever be myself
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| Its like trying to make a home out of a hotel
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| So I checked out
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| Left it all behind
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| Had to start over but thats alright, cause
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| I built this house
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| From the foundation to the roof
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| Its all me
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| Baby, blood, sweat, and the truth
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| Solid ground and weatherproof
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| I had to
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| Tear the old one down
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| Was living in somebody else plans for me
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| Locked in and I couldn’t find the key
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| Now it’s wall-to-wall all me
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| I built this house
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| I built this house
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| Now I got a
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| Kitchen table big enough for all my friends
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| Peace of mind and wine in the fridge
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| You either take me as I am
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| Or you can’t come in cause
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| I built this house, yeah
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| I built this house
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| From the foundation to the roof
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| Its all me
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| Baby, blood, sweat, and the truth
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| Solid ground and weatherproof
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| I had to
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| Tear the old one down
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| Was living in somebody else plans for me
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| Locked in and I couldn’t find the key
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| Now it’s wall-to-wall all me
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| I built this house
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| I built this house
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| I built this house
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| I built this house |