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    I could look upon the obvious
    Look through the faithfulness
    To touch myself
    Or burn a book on shelf
    The fire brings me
    The old feelings of home

    Make a noise a song
    Feign that I belong to myself
    To get it on
    Or do something wrong
    Just like call my mom and tell her
    That I broke all of my bones

    This is the kind of damning things
    That could happen to me
    When you back in town
    Back in town

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    I could to blame my brain
    Run on railtrain lost in time
    To think the same
    And could lost my real name
    So then you would run the whole neighborhood
    Trying to find out

    All this explain
    My plan to build a plan once a time
    It sounds insane
    And now I forget
    What was on mind you would mind
    If you get was misunderstood on my side

    This is the kind of damning things
    That could happen to me
    When you back in town
    Back in town

    When you back in town

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    Composition: Ivan Staicov

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