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You wear your hair down |
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Your face is made up |
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You know this town so well |
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You talk a lot, it's okay |
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Pretend that you look the same |
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A crowd of a different age |
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You wonder where it went |
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Homes feels so far from home |
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Trying to fill a hole |
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Sunset in the rearview |
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Losing your control |
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A night at the chateau |
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It feels so far from home |
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Sunset in the rearview |
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Losing your control |
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Losing your control |
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Third quarter moon light |
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Rev up the engine |
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The rusty neon glow |
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Complain a lot, it's okay |
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The city just ain't the same |
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Shadow of a brighter day |
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You wonder where it went |
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Home feels so far from home |
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Trying to fill a hole |
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Sunset in the rearview |
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Losing your control |
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A night at the chateau |
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It feels so far from home |
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Sunset in the rearview |
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Losing your control |
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Losing your control |
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Losing your control |
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When you keep crawling, time starts running by |
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Know sight ahead, just behind you |
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You keep crawling, time starts running by |
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The fact is there's no one behind you |
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Home feels so far from home |
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Trying to fill a hole |
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Sunset in the rearview |
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Losing your control |
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A night at the chateau |
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It feels so far from home |
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Sunset in the rearview |
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Losing your control |
