| no more home
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| i downgrade on the couch again
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| i swear i’ll make myself tiny
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| i just have a guitar and a suitcase with me no more home
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| much more worries
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| it was fun just for a second
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| to be a vagabond musician
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| but i could use some security now
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| and i just can’t recall
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| how i did it before
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| oh you’re way stronger when you’re young
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| i just have to learn it all again
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| no more love
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| i’ve been fired of my caretaker job
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| i’m always the one who love the most
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| and i suffer even more
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| and i just can’t recall
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| how i did it before
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| oh love is much bigger when you’re young
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| i just have to learn it all again
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| i just have to learn it all again |