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Lyrics: 
 When we speak of going home
 That only exists in the arms we know
 
 I feel like ya never got the chance to throal
 Like everything I'd like to know it right before
 
 They said, they shut your mouth
 Why are you getting agree it?
 
 Keep it from the kids
 'Cause they don't wanna face it
 
 Everything about
 This is sick and sore bleeding
 
 Get everybody to face it too jaded
 So deal, baby
 
 Nobody ought to
 Nobody ought to love
 Your blood you own to trust
 Your home
 
 Ha, ha, ha, ha
 
 When we speak of going home
 Cause everyone's afraid
 Of what they don't know
 
 Brother I beg you with police control
 Invalidate youth with the fear, the fog
 And bliss and the G invest
 To tell people how to pee
 'Cause they can't accept
 That I don't believe in brawl
 I believe in love
 But it's never enough
 Never enough
 Never enough baby
 
 Nobody ought to
 Nobody ought to love
 Your blood you own to trust
 
 And when you're home baby
 Nobody ought to
 Nobody ought to love
 Your blood you own to trust
 You last your home
 
 If you wanna be hurt
 Gotta speak louder
 But in actual it does make
 Does make something
 
 With the sun on my face
 Everything's louder
 Keep repeating it
 You don't let them win
 
 When they
 Keep it from the kids
 Keep it from the kids
 Keep it from the kids
 
 Girl, we speak of going home
 That everything exists in the arms we know
 Cause everyone's afraid
 Of what they don't know
 Invalidate youth with fear, the fog 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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