| Been driving hours so we stopped for some gas then
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| Filled up the tank, paid cash and ready to go
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| Busted through the door
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| I thought to myself
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| Look at these people they all have their routines and
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| They paint their picket fences whiter than me
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| And when the sun comes up
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| They make their breakfast so damn perfectly
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| Only wish that I could have it this way
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| But I’m not coming home, at least not for a while
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| But when I do, I hope you do
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| Welcome me with open arms, don’t knocking at my door
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| Cause you’re not a stranger
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| And they don’t know me like, they don’t know me like, you do
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| But it’s time to go
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| So maybe next time we can talk this through
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| I promise that I’ll be there, cause no one knows me like, you do…
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| Was it something that I said that made you so upset?
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| The color of the sky can make it all better
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| Oh! |
| Look there’s a plane, from where I came (hell yeah!)
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| A sign of freedom, life’s worth livin'
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| We scout like vultures in desert kind of hungry
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| This ain’t no way to live, but this is what it all comes down to
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| What it all comes down to
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| I’m coming home, but just for a while
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| When I do, I hope you do
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| Welcome me with open arms, don’t knocking at my door
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| Cause you’re not a stranger
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| And they don’t know me like, they don’t know me like, you do
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| But it’s time to go
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| So maybe next time we can talk this through
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| I promise that I’ll be there, cause no one knows me like, no one knows me like
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| you
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| All the way back, to the first time, when I closed my eyes…
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| They always said «you've got to move forth with your life, time to grow up»
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| Since I was young I recall that, I couldn’t make it alone and I know that
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| And I said «well I had dream where I felt alive
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| On the stage under all the heavy lights
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| Their faces shine on to me (on to me), we’re singing…»
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| Oh oh uh oh…
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| We do this all for free, it’s something that we do
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| We stand, stand for something
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| And even when we’re down to the last crumb
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| We can all agree that, «this is the life»
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| So pick yourself up off the ground
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| It’s time, time to take a stand
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| For what you believe in, just heed our words
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| Cause we stand, stand for something! |