| Home, home, home
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| Home, home, home
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| I was raised in a red brick home
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| Four white walls and a room of my own
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| Somewhere to hide, somewhere to roam
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| But I 'd feel the rage inside of my bones
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| When mom and dad fought, I 'd pack all my clothes
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| And I 'd try to run away from home
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| How can this place feel so cold?
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| No choice but to run from everything I know
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| This isn' t my home, home, home, home, home
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| Where is my home, home, home, home, home
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| As soon as I could I was on my way
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| Searching all the world for moments to chase
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| Looking for home, home, home, home, home
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| No matter the beauty of the places I' d go
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| Surrounded by faces I didn 't even know
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| I was alone
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| But home 's not a place you can see
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| You are home when you' ve found all the love you need
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| This isn 't my home, home, home, home, home
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| Where is my home, home, home, home, home
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| Then came a moment frozen in time
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| I saw the world in two green eyes
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| And she is my home, home, home, home, home
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| I hopped on a plane and flew to my kind
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| The people that love me and give me this life
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| They are my home, home, home, home, home
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| You are my home
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| You are my home
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| This isn 't my home, home, home, home, home
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| Where is my home, home, home, home, home
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| Home, home, home
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| Home, home, home |