| Hometown remind me
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| Where I come from
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| Before the days of the hit and run
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| Running from the blue blights
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| Jumping trains in midnight
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| Never more alone or more alive
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| Hat tricks in the stadium
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| Baby look how far we’ve come
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| Casualties are littered all the way
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| Cause we got miles left to go
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| To a place that I don’t know
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| They told me the ground was gold but I can’t see it
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| One last time through the woods
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| In my old neighborhood
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| It tastes so bittersweet I can’t believe it
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| Hands in the cement
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| Stickers on the ceiling
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| Falling asleep to the werewolves
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| Pop the clutch on the v-dub
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| Throwing pebbles at your window
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| As we roll away in the pouring rain
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| Call at you all the tower lights
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| Singing out in the holy night
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| Lord tell me you’re not done with me
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| Cause we got miles left to go
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| To a place that I don’t know
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| They told me the ground was gold but I can’t see it
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| One last time through the woods
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| In my old neighborhood
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| It tastes so bittersweet I can’t believe it
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| Innocence yeah die slowly
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| We’re all falling, in the glory
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| Innocence yeah die slowly
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| We’re all falling down
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| Hometown remind me
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| Where I come from
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| Before the days of the hit and run
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| The moss and the pine trees
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| I can taste the caffeine
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| How the fiery blaze when you look at me |