You say "Life`s too fast" You see the bus at last. You smoke the weed, though it`s your last, You laugh! "Too cold" you say. Another foggy day. Your shirt`s tucked in to stop the wind from numbing you again. You say you`re gonna leave this place, Tired of the race, You just want a break. And no one`s left around, Within a week you`re bound to find what`s real. So you split home to find out the rest of the world`s slowed down, You turn around. Start back home to find that what you left behind was always right You know it sure feels good to be back home. Why I ever left I still don`t know. I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home. Got so that I even miss the cold. You know it sure feels good to be back home. Oh, why I ever left I still don`t know. I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home. Got so that I even miss the cold.
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