| This place was once a home
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| But now you’re gone
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| Gone like the sun
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| You took away
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| It was coming, so they say
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| This boy and his heavy heart
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| Were feeling small
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| Kicking around the leaves
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| It seems
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| We’re so vacant, after all
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| There’s nothing more to say
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| Let me sleep these dreams away
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| We’ll check out soon
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| Me and the Belle
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| She knows me so well
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| She don’t want my soul
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| She’s not in control
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| Oh, find me place
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| A discounted space
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| A hole in the ground
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| Nobody’s favourite now
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| This night
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| This pretty light
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| With my best friends
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| Keeping the hounding dogs away
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| From my window
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| Night and day
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| This place was once a home
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| But now it’s still
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| All of the stars are sleeping low
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| On my broken windowsill
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| Won’t you let me be
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| Just the old has-beens and me
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| I’ll check out soon
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| Rolling in style
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| Be gone for a while
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| A million and one
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| Has-beens in the sun
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| Pretending to care
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| Going nowhere
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| Floating around
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| Nobody’s favourite now
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| Well there’s nothing more to say
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| Let me sleep these dreams away
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| And won’t you let me be
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| Just the old has-beens and me
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| We’ll check out soon
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| Rolling in style
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| Be gone for a while
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| A million and one
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| Has-beens in the sun
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| Pretending to care
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| Oh going nowhere
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| Just floating around
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| Nobody’s favourite… now |