| Well life until this point, has been like a war zone
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| My existence constant resistance, life was persisting, losing the fight yo and
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| so on
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| Always with my gloves on, the agony was prolonged
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| Never really thought I’d be the type sitting here all alone making love songs
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| As I scroll through the pictures
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| I remember the hugs and the kisses
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| All the late nights walking and talking and both discussing our visions
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| As I punch in the digits, just to talk for a minute
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| And let my girl know, I’ll be coming back home as soon as I’m finished
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home, yeah
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home
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| Take me home, sweet home, sweet home, yeah
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| I’m stuck in a room, in a town where I’m currently staying as a shade
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| I guess that’s the price for having a dream and having to play the game
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| Nothing ever stays the same, then it all goes and fade to gray
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| While I dream of my girl and my child and counting hours day by day
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| I only pray that she won’t stay mad at me
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| 'Cause being gone really got me in agony |
| 'Cause the things that I do, I do them for you
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| For our future and for our little family
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| So I punch in the digits, just to talk for a minute
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| And let my girl know, I’ll be coming back home as soon as I’m finished
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| I have no roots
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| I have no bonds
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| I’ve learned betrayal
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| But not of love
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| Until you came
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| And now I have to wait
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| To see you again
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| But I’m coming
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home, yeah
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home, yeah
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home, yeah
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| Home, sweet home, sweet home
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| Take me home, sweet home, sweet home, yeah |