Broken glass
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Haulin' ass
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I'm out at last
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Going wherever
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Forever
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Returning, for only what is mine
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At the right time, at the right time
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CHORUS:
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When I, I've got
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When I've got no place else to go
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I'll head away, try to find my home away from home
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Locked inside
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Forever we will ride
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Always moving, maybe one day proving
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Not to ourselves
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That's the book on the shelf
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Covered in dust
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But please if you must, leave it to us
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CHORUS
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Returning, for only what is mine
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Forever, forever we will ride
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Locked inside
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Going wherever
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Forever
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CHORUS
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Second Home
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