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a house is a home even when it's dark |
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even when the grass is overgrown in the yard |
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even when the dog is too old to bark |
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and when you're sitting at the table trying not to starve |
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a house is a home even when there's ghosts |
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even when you gotta run from the ones who love you most |
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screen door's broken paint's peeling from the wood |
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locals whisper when they gonna leave the neighborhood |
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a house is a home where the chores are never done |
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where you spend your whole life running to and from |
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and if the life that you live is not the life you choose |
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make your child a home and start anew |
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a house is a home |
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even when we've up and gone |
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even when you're there alone |
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a house is a home |
