Lonely thoughts they seep, into mind
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into me
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pushing deep
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Wash the dirt, a hard days work
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Know my place
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On my own
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No poison in my bones
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On my own
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This is where I build my home
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My home,
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this will always be my home
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I work until it's late
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Walk in and close the gate
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I look in the window
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and I gaze at my face
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Every line and every abrasion
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This took my life to make
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This took my life to make
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On my own
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No poison in my bones
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On my own, this is where I build my home
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My home
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I need someone, to hold
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I need someone, to hold
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Home
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Ellie Goulding |