I'm so sick and tired
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of all these things
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that drag me down
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I've got no where to go
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they say that life
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is in these hands
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you give everything
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you give yourself away you give
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and still you choke
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and find yourself running for the door
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come and take me
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home
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lead me to your door
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take me where you are
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lead me to your door
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at least just for a while
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its some kind of life
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forever days
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we're in the cold
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unfamiliar way
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so take this fear
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and fade it out
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it won't make me sad
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cause I get sentimental lord
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in other ways
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and I don't want to let me down here anymore
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so come and take me home
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lead me to your door
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take me where you are
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lead me to your door
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and let me in
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just let me in
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and let me leave
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just let me leave this world
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come on now let me leave this world
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at least just for a while
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Home
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Dishwalla |