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Far From Home

The Classic Crime

willy 25 The Classic Crime Far From Home

I?ve got a bad taste in me

It?s like I?ve been robbed of something

I once was in my childhood memories

And it?s buried in sandboxes back where we used to see

The dreams could come true if believed

The sidewalks scream our names



We are so

Far from home

Far from home



I?ve got a bad pain in my heart

It?s like the first time that I looked in your eyes

The first time it all fall apart

And it?s buried in sandboxes back where we used to see

The dreams could come true if believed

The sidewalks scream our names



We are so

Far from home

Far from home

[x2]



All I have is words

To which I?m a slave

I scribble them down

Hoping to save me

But I?m lost

I?m so lost


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These pages will burn

And I?ll pass away

Yesterday?s gone

And I just can?t shake

The fact that I?m lost

I?m so lost



But now we are so far from home

Far from home



Now we are so far from home

Far from home

[x5]

Letra añadida por: vane/182 (#110)

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