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Carry Me Home |
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Used to dream until I stopped writing fiction |
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All right well that's not true |
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Maybe it ended when I ended competition |
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Because I'd always loseMy therapist could never classify conditions |
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Alright whats wrong already |
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My pharmacist had better fill up my prescriptions |
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Here just take two of these and call me in the morning |
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Oh oh oh won't you carry me home |
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It's the last time in life that I'll ever try |
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The streets were flooded and in the tides were pessimists |
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So I just dove right in I felt at home |
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I felt alive I felt that I fit in |
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So I'll just keep dreaming |
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Wait for the wind to blow |
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Can't carry myself can't carry me home |
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On my own willWait for the wind to blow |
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Can't bury myself can't carry us both |
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On my own will |