| When we speak of going home
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| That only exists in the arms we know
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| I feel like ya never got the chance to throal
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| Like everything I‘d like to know it right before
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| They said, they shut your mouth
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| Why are you getting agree it?
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| Keep it from the kids
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| Cause they don‘t wanna face it
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| Everything about
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| This is sick and sore bleeding
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| Get everybody to face it too jaded
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| So deal, baby
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| Nobody ought to
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| Nobody ought to love
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| Your blood you own to trust
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| Your home
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| Ha, ha, ha, ha
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| When we speak of going home
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| Cause everyone‘s afraid
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| Of what they don‘t know
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| Brother I beg you with police control
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| Invalidate youth with the fear, the fog
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| And bliss and the G invest
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| To tell people how to pee
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| Cause they can‘t accept
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| That I don‘t believe in brawl
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| I believe in love
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| But it‘s never enough
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| Never enough
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| Never enough baby
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| Nobody ought to
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| Nobody ought to love
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| Your blood you own to trust
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| And when you‘re home baby
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| Nobody ought to
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| Nobody ought to love
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| Your blood you own to trust
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| You last your home
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| If you wanna be hurt
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| Gotta speak louder
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| But in actual it does make
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| Does make something
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| With the sun on my face
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| Everything’s louder
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| Keep repeating it
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| You don‘t let them win
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| When they
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| Keep it from the kids
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| Keep it from the kids
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| Keep it from the kids
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| Girl, we speak of going home
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| That everything exists in the arms we know
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| Cause everyone‘s afraid
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| Of what they don‘t know
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| Invalidate youth with fear, the fog |