| No Coming Home
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| Oh she’s got her eyes on me
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| Oh, she’s the only thing I see
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| Hope it stays this way for a while
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| Cause I ain’t trying to set you free
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| No love for the reckless
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| No strength for the weak
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| No love for dead ones as they crumble at our feet
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| So let’s stop for the lost ones
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| And I’ll keep searching for more
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| I ain’t got much on me but at least I can be sure
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| No coming home
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| Like we’re both going under
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| Sinkin slumber thoughts to you
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| Never wanted more than trust
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| Now I’m faded waiting for something
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| But nothing seems to be coming around
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| Now im singing the blues, yeah
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| Stuck here waiting for this moment
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| Don’t know where I’m going
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| Taking a drink in a board from a pub I’m just going, knowin'
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| And now the clock is slowin'
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| Why I gotta put my sword in, uh
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| Now what am I gonna do, aah
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| No love for the reckless (No love for the reckless)
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| No strength for the weak (No strength for the weak)
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| No love for dead ones as they crumble at our feet (oh)
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| This one’s for the sunken ships
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| Searching for love to shore
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| I ain’t got much on me but at least you can be sure
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| No coming home
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| Oooh got her eyes on me (got her eyes on me)
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| Oh, she’s the only thing I see
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| Hope it stays this way
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| Cause I ain’t trying to set you free
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| Slow Comes Love |