| Sing out father
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| Sing out, favor the Gods
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| But I can’t afford to wonder
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| I’ve got to make a brand new start
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| And it’s tearing us apart, it’s tearing us apart
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| And I, I pray you come back home
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| I pray you burn down that wicker throne
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| I pray you come back home soon
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| Swim out further
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| Swim out and you’re sure to drown
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| But I can’t afford to wonder
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| I’ve got to find my own way home
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| And it’s building up my bones
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| I’m not better off alone
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| And I, I pray you come back home
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| I pray you burn down that wicker throne
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| I pray you come back home soon
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| We lose ourselves in our games
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| Craving validation
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| But you lost yourself in your head
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| Preaching you deserve to be right
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| Well trust me you deserve to be right
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| And how does it feel? |
| Tired and alone
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| How does it feel to be alone?
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| And I, I pray you come back home
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| I pray you burn down that fucking throne
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| I pray you come back home soon
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| Sing out father
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| Sing out, favor the Gods |