| This place is many things… but i’d never… call it home, its just a building
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| in a city,
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| everywhere, i go, this place is many things… but i can’t call it home,
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| home is the voice that
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| i hear, every night on the phone, and ive done a few things, i wasn’t proud of,
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| might have said
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| a few things, that hurt you, but you’re still the only one who fills me up,
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| and every night
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| spent alone, was worth it.
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| you are my home, you are my everything, when i feel so alone, you are my home,
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| you are my shelter… when all my hope is gone
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| and i’ve seen many tings… but they don’t look like home, they’re just the
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| bright lights from
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| a city flowing all night long, and ive seen many faces, but they all look the
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| same, home is the
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| place you are and i just wanna let you know that i’ve done a few things,
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| i wasn’t proud of,
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| might have said a few things that hurt you, but you’re still the only one who
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| fills me up, and
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| all tears that we’ve shared were worth it.
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| you are my home, you are my everything, when i feel so alone, you are my home,
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| you are my shelter… when all my hope is gone, you are my home, you are my everything,
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| when i feel so alone, you are my heart, you are the one… when it all comes undone,
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| when it all comes undone,
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| when it all comes undone |