jueves, 21 de diciembre de 2017

Coming home.

I know if I can find my own way back
There's a life I always knew but never had
I'm tired of fighting things that I can't change
Let me go so I can find my place.

Home, I'm coming home.
'cause I'm tired of being out here on my own.
And all of this time I've been living it up
all that's left us rubble and dust

I'm coming home.


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