I stare alone
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for no reason at all
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I could've had someone with me
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but didn't think to call
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and I'm definately bored
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and I sit with the cure
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I know I want to go
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yet my mind must know something more
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I wanna go home
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somewhere south of tennessee
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I wanna go home
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this isn't what it used to be
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feel the lines
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they're on my face
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where old school yards
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aren't parking space
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I'm home
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I'm home
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south of tennessee
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now I'm stuck in time
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in an ordinary chair
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this ain't no dream land
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hell this is nowhere
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I'd ever wish to be
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and I haven't spoken to my brother in over 2 years
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and I smell like cigarettes
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and I don't and won't even smoke the stuff
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but it seems to be growing on me
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[Chorus]
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now I touch my face
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everythings feels to be in place
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I have no clue how long it's been since I left you
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and left myself in outer space
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you know gravity's cool for a while
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but so are go-carts
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and I know I want to go
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but don't want to deal with the technical parts
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[Chorus]
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South Of Tennessee
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| Evan And Jaron |
