Homeless Songtext
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I'm caught in a Monday or is it a Sunday?
Every damn day feels like the same day
This job I've chosen is like a runway
Where I'm displaying my life
But now I'm going
Oh, oh
I'm going
Oh, oh
Yeah, I'm going
Oh, oh
Every damn day feels like the same day
This job I've chosen is like a runway
Where I'm displaying my life
But now I'm going
Oh, oh
I'm going
Oh, oh
Yeah, I'm going
Oh, oh
But once I got there I felt as if I was homeless, homeless
I felt as if I was homeless
Na na na
Raised on Pluto, my parents from Venus
Where am I from, sometimes I feel like I'm not from neither
On my own little planet, that's where I've landed
And I ain't searching no more
I was looking for
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I am thinking home
I am going home
Where my hot ass keys?
Where my [?]
I am thinking home
I am going home
Where my hot ass keys?
I felt as if I was homeless
Na na na
Raised on Pluto, my parents from Venus
Where am I from, sometimes I feel like I'm not from neither
On my own little planet, that's where I've landed
And I ain't searching no more
I was looking for
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I am thinking home
I am going home
Where my hot ass keys?
Where my [?]
I am thinking home
I am going home
Where my hot ass keys?
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