| Drowning in a crowded home
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| So i write it all out in a book of poems
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| Mom will get back when i learn to pray straight
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| Dad’s so dead till he slips away
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| Oh the sun is shining like it’s known all along
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| This foundation is ticking like a bomb
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| Go on child do whatever you feel
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| Go see the world where those rules aren’t real
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| I’ve been looking for a place like home
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| I’ve been doing everything so wrong
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| I’ve been looking for a place to get out get out get out
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| Ya outsider
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| Hello all you pseudo halos
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| Pulling out your tricks for these psyched out cliques
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| Save my soul pseudo halos
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| Pulling out your tricks for these psyched out cliques
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| It’s getting harder to fall to sleep
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| Lets take the thoughts out to the streets
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| Play around to these phantom games
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| Let it out to numb the pain away
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| I’ve been looking for a place like home
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| I’ve been doing everything so wrong
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| I’ve been looking for a place to get out get out get out
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| Ya outsider
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| Hello all you pseudo halos
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| Pulling out your tricks for these psyched out cliques
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| Save my soul pseudo halos
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| Pulling out your tricks for these psyched out cliques
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| Hello all you pseudo halos
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| Save my soul, save my soul, save my soul, save my soul
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| Hello all you pseudo halos
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| Save my soul, save my soul, save my soul, save my soul
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| Hello all you pseudo halos
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| Save my soul, save my soul, save my soul, save my soul
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| Hello all you pseudo halos
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| Pulling out your tricks for these psyched out cliques
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| Save my soul pseudo halos
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| Pulling out your tricks for these psyched out cliques |