| There was a time, you and I
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| Get faded together
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| On the floor, so high
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| And I stayed there forever
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| You took the high road, I took the bottle
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| The little taste of freedom
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| But I get the feeling that I’ll be needing
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| Somebody I can lean on
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| When I’m drunk and out on my own
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| You carry me home, carry me home, home
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| When I’m down at the end of my road
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| You carry me home, carry me home, home, home, home
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| Home, home, home
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| When I’m down at the end of my road
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| You carry me home, carry me home, home, home, home
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| There was a time, you and I
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| Get faded together
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| That was then, but I know
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| We’re still birds of the feather
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| You took the high road, I took the bottle
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| I’m never gonna slow down
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| But the lights are coming on, playing the final song
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| And I just need to know now
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| When I’m drunk and out on my own
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| You carry me home, carry me home, home
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| When I’m down at the end of my road
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| You carry me home, carry me home, home, home, home
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| Home, home, home
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| When I’m down at the end oh I know
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| You carry me home, carry me home, home, home, home
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| You carry me home
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| Home, home, home
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| When I’m down at the end oh I know
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| You carry me home, carry me home, home, home, home |