This home, these lights,
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A vision of my destruction.
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This life of mine,
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A prison of my construction.
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So with my hands in my pockets and a hole in my soul,
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Burn this house to the ground and hit the road
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Say oh Lord, here we go!
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I'm makin' my way down to Mexico.
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Oh! Oooh!
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Mexico!
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This heart, these lies,
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Decisions of my destruction.
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Across the lines,
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No limit to my corruption.
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So with my hands in my pockets and a hole in my soul,
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Burn this house to the ground and hit the road
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Say oh Lord, here we go!
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I'm makin' my way down to Mexico.
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Oh! Oooh!
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Mexico!
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Oh! Oooh!
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Mexico!
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Before I die,
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I smile like I'm jokin'.
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But I'm still alive,
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Wide-eyed and chokin'.
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So with my hands in my pocket and a hole in my soul,
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Burn this house to the ground and hit the road
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Sayin' oh Lord, here we go!
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I'm makin' my way down to Mexico.
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Oh! Oooh!
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Mexico!
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Oh! Oooh!
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Mexico!
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Oh! Oooh!
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Mexico!
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Oh! Oooh!
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Mexico!
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Mexico
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| Hedley |
