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home (s t r i p p e d)

 

home (s t r i p p e d)

(альбом: vital : blue - 2019)


You had your bed made
Had all these precious memories
You had to run away
You're looking for that bigger stage

But for all those, all those blinding lights
There's something, something I won't find

I'm going back home to the place where I belong
There's nothing like it, nothing like it
Take me back home
Where the blood runs through my soul
I can't describe it, there's nothing like it

You've done that vagabond
You swam across the devils pond
Left the comfort of your family
To live out all your fantasies

But for all those, all those stars that shine
There's a different, different kind of light

I'm going back home to the place where I belong
There's nothing like it, nothing like it
Take me back home
Where the blood runs through my soul
I can't describe it, there's nothing like it

I'm going back home to the place where I belong
There's nothing like it, nothing like it
Take me back home
Where the blood runs through my soul
I can't describe it, there's nothing like it

Take me back home to the place where I belong
There's nothing like it, nothing like it
Take me back home
Where the blood runs through my soul
I can't describe it, there's nothing like it

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