| I’m looking back, now thinking, maybe I was wrong
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| I been so out of place and desperate for so long
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| I wrote about it, think I made a billion songs
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| But nothing would ever heal the wound
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| No, nothing would ever seal the wound
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| No, nothing
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| Now I gotta go
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| I’m coming home, coming home
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| It’s been too long
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| If they wanna know, tell 'em I went home
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| Coming home
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| We got greens and cherry pie, everyone ain’t always nice
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| Well that’s because they love you right
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| And bitches bark, but they don’t bite at all
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| Coming home
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| Go left foot then right, c’mon, just take your time
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| Keep on, keep on moving, moving
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| Gotta get it right, I can’t pause and rewind
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| Keep on, keep on moving, moving
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| I know, stop holding me back, quit pushing me forward
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| Keep on, keep on moving, moving
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| I move at my own pace, just leave me alone
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| 'Cause I’m too this and I’m too that
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| I’m too skinny, I’m too fat
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| I’m all good, 'cause where I’m at I keep it moving
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| I’m the sweetest peach to fall, but some don’t like peaches at all
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| I’m too short and I’m too tall, keep it moving
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| Go left foot then right, c’mon, just take your time
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| Gotta get it right, I can’t pause and rewind
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| Keep on, keep on |