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Where Home Is
it's time to pack and go home when the sun's going down and the stars are making their arrival it's the breeze from the windows that drives us away to places too far for comfort think happy thoughts and throw your smoke out and try to drive your way through this mess of empty streets somedays this city gives me the creeps from the empty fourway stops it's the only home i've got driving somewhere where home is it isn't easy and it's getting hard to breath whoever said the road of lies ends bad is right when your best friend holds your secrets and drives them away the places too far for comfort you know it's not your fault you friends not at fault we're not at all at fault so dont let them tell you son
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