| This is not your home
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| Is not your home
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| Is not your home
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| This is not your home
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| Is not your home
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| Is not your home
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| This is where the night pulls you in
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| Nothing like old times, when we were friends
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| And this, this is where the water calls
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| And severance sings me out again
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| Say it’s all still left to lose
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| Say it’s all still left to lose
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| This is where your eyes ate me up
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| Nothing I could do to get enough
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| And this, this is where the water falls
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| And cannibals like us are left to love
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| Say it’s all still left to lose
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| Say it’s all still left to lose
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| But I won’t call on you, my friend
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| I won’t call on you again
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| But I won’t call on you, my friend
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| I won’t call on you again
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| Say it’s all still left to lose
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| Say it’s all still left to lose
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| You were all I had to lose
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| You were all I had to lose |