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This baggage handcuffed to my wrists |
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I drag it everywhere |
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I goSometimes |
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I fight you with my fists |
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But if I knew which way was home |
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That's where |
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I'd go, if |
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I knew which way was home |
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Before the karma cut me free |
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I'm sick of my own company |
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Sometimes |
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I miss the boat |
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Most times |
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I miss my home |
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Thats where |
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I'd go, if |
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I knew which way was home |
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Run down ghost trail, no chance for love |
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No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin' in the night |
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Oh, that's what |
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I likeBefore the karma cut me loose |
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Would bring my whiskey and my water |
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Sometimes |
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I get them blues |
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Though I know |
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I shouldn't oughta |
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Thats where |
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I'd go, if |
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I knew which way was home |
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Run down ghost trail, no chance for love |
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No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin' in the night |
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Run down ghost trail, no chance for love |
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No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin' in the night |
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Run down ghost trail, no chance for love |
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No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin' in the night |
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Hear 'em howl |