| I’ve lost track of the time and so have all my friends
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| Spending winters reflecting the summer just to feel warm again
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| I’ve learned my lesson the hard way
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| And taught myself to set aside
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| All the sure things and certainties
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| That were promised in my life
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| I’d rather crawl where I belong
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| Than live a life I didn’t earn
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| If home is where the heart is then my heart is never home
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| I’ve learned to come to terms and grow into my own
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| Now I can see everything for what it is and what it means
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| All these doubts I’ve hid over these years
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| Now mean nothing to me
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| I’ve been feeling like a dead beat
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| I have nothing left to say
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| And I’m living in my mothers basement
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| With less friends than I had yesterday
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| I was running out of answers
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| I couldn’t keep my mind at ease
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| Spending each day as a panic mess
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| My problems get the best of me
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| I’d rather crawl where I belong
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| Than live a life I didn’t earn
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| If home is where the heart is then my heart is never home
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| I’ve learned to come to terms and grow into my own
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| Now I can see everything for what it is and what it means
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| All these doubts I’ve hid over these years
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| Now mean nothing to me
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| I’m looking up for the first time in a long time
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| So pull me out
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| I’ve had enough
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| I’m in so low and I blame myself
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| I’m ready to leave this, leave this in the past
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| So pull me out
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| I’ve had enough
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| I’m in so low and I blame myself
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| I’m finally done with, done with finishing last |