pull out all the stops
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we are coming home tonight
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a pair of old boxing gloves
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in a new fight
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where every single scar
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well it means something to me
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as if life wrote down my history
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bottles and road signs
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sound like tires on bent wheels
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our hands and feet and ordinary thrills
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when we unlocked all the doors
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just so we could finally breathe
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just so we could sew down these torn up sleeves
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here we stand with a wolf like shadow
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here we stand in the end
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hey New York here's our wolf like shadow
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hey New York our old friend
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this roof could be my bed
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blankets feel like the night sky
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blankets feel better the heavier they get
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red lights can mean go
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I'll take us home
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I'll take us home
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cut down the blinds from my windows
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I stood back on the couch
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remembered this is my life
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with my hands over my head
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friends by my side
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here is where we'll go
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I'll take us home
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I'll Take Us Home
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Matt & Kim |