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I was sure that I could make it anywhere
Back then I had really no concerns
I was sure that you would always be there
Now I see this was a road of no return
Maybe I was not that kind
Not that kind of person you’d love
Probably I was always blind
Now my head is constantly bowed
Looking at the ground
What did I found?
Why did I came here?
What have I done?
So many places
But never a home
So many faces
But still all alone
Looking for somewhere to really belong
Knowing it’s pointless
‘Cause all I loved is gone
Just keep on running
Maybe some day someone will care
Even if your soul is burning
You will win if you’re still here
With a gun to my face
There’s nothing left to save
Should I leave this place?
Or should I be brave?
Should I be brave and stay?
So many places
But never a home
So many faces
But still all alone
Looking for somewhere to really belong
Knowing it’s pointless
‘Cause all I loved is gone
I don’t want to be alone
I don’t want to be thorn
I don’t want to be cold
I just want to go home
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