I fell asleep, to the sound
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of the church bells ringing out
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In this quiet little town
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I am dreaming.
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I woke up to the sound
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of an angel crying out
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Gotta leave this little town
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Gotta move on
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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This Christmas I am all alone
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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I am out here on the road
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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This Christmas I am all alone
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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I am out here on the road
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Gotta phone-call from my son
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he said, dad, you're number one
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Mommy's going nuts, she thinks she's crazy
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put your mother on the phone
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I've gotta tell her she's not alone
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She's sick of waiting around
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Then I tell her these words
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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This Christmas I am all alone
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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I am out here on the road
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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This Christmas I am all alone
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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I am out here on the road
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Keep holding on,
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It wont be long
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but for now
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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This Christmas I am all alone
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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I am out here on the road
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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This Christmas I am all alone
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Im not coming home, not coming home
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I am out here on the road
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Keep holding on,
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It wont be long,
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but for now
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I'm not coming home
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Not Coming Home
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| Papa Roach |
