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Lyrics:
Out to sea in a ship full of holes Even though With a heave and a ho Gonna raise my sails Rent a penthouse but sleep on a bench Take a shovel and a wrench To this jail
I ain't deserted Just feel so disconcerted I ain't deserted at all
Sun beats down, neck turns red In a toolshed, piss in the dirt Put it right here on my arm Where they hurt and bled
Commit a crime, in the world of straw Perfect flaw Now I fall apart
I ain't deserted Just feel so disconcerted Nowhere That's my home, dear Nowhere That's where I'm from Nowhere Ain't too far from here
Pitch a tent in a parking ramp Postage stamp On a milk carton a missing kid Ends up in the trash again today
And I got no answers Got no clue What am I gonna do?
Nowhere That's my home dear Nowhere That's where I'm from Nowhere Ain't too far from here
I ain't deservin' Just feel so disconcerted I ain't got no answers now I got no home at all No no no Nowhere at all No no no Nowhere at all No no no Nowhere at all
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