| La la la, la la la
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| La la la la la la la
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| La, la la la la
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| La, la la la la, la la la la la
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| Crooked eyes and toothless smile
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| Heart so golden but blackened too
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| How can I reconcile?
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| How can I remain good and true?
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| It takes time to realize
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| All these hurts and all these wounds
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| I think I fear your demon lies
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| Perked up ears and sharp claws too
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| So I go home to a place I’ve never been before
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| I make it home, like I’ve done a thousand times before
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| And you’re not there, no more demons, no more curses now
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| Cause I am free, and you know I’m free and comfortable now
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| I see it in the way that you look at the sky
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| I see it in the way that your eyes close softly
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| And your head falls down
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| I never would’ve wanted you a life live this way
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| I never would have wanted you to sing your lies out
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| For all the people to hear
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| So I go home to a place I’ve never been before
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| I make it home, like I’ve done a thousand times before
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| And you’re not there, no more demons, no more curses now
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| Cause I am free, and you know I’m free and comfortable now
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| La, la la la la
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| La, la la la la, la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la
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| La la la la la la la |