| I’ve been lost before
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| But never thought weak
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| On the 42nd floor of this apartment suite
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| I’m confined between these walls
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| Of 600 feet
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| I’ve been lost I’ve been lost before
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| I don’t wanna repeat
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| And it’s 2AM in Tokyo
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| Yeah I’m fucking far from my own home
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| And I’m tired of this hotel room
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| And the building site it backs onto
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| Oh these noises I don’t recognise
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| And lights too bright for you and I
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| It’s not hard for me to feel alone
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| And I have heard there really is no place like home
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| I’ve been lost before
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| But never on these streets
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| I’d tell you how I felt
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| But I’m too scared to speak
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| I can’t get this straight line
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| I wish I could see
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| I’ve been lost I’ve been lost before
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| I don’t wanna repeat
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| And it’s 2AM in Tokyo
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| And I’m way too far from my own home
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| And I’m tired of this hotel room
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| And the building site it backs onto
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| Oh these noises I don’t recognise
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| And lights too bright for you and I
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| It’s not hard for one to feel alone
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| No and I have heard there really is no place like home
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| No there really is no place like home
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| No there really is no place like home
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| There really is no place like home (place like home, place like home) |