These days are dark and the nights are cold
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People actin like they lost their soul
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And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
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Tryin to make it all feel like home (feel like home)
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These days are dark and the nights are cold
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People actin like they lost their soul
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And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
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Tryin to make it all feel like home
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Standin on the bridge in the dark
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and I'm seein my breath
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Tryin to make it home without freezin to death
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and my grandfather's face is stuck in my mind
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and how seein him tonight's gonna be the last time
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I shoulda brought a jacket
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blowin in my hands like it's really gonna stop the chill
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I buy a cup of coffee with a 5 dollar bill
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Thinkin layin in that box people look so still
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at times like these you start thinking
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your first breath in and the clock starts tickin
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I'm not tryin to bum anyone out
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Not trying to be dramatic just thinkin out loud
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Im just trying to make some sense in my mind
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Some defense from the cold that I'm feelin outside
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and for a minute escapewith some rhythm and rhyme
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and get away from the grey just a bit at a time
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Kinda funny how this world can treat ya
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Like a freak in a sideshow
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A carnival creature
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Climbin outta cans, Im a diamond in the sand
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But you cant tell the difference in a beach of rhinestones
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my life's like tryin to swallow a pinecone
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it's tough when you live fast just to die slow
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talk to dial tones my dreams are far fetched it seems
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so I sleep underneath this park bench
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I know it dont make sense and I dont expect for you to know what it's like
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Smoke, drink, pissin everything off in my sight
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push rocks in a pipe
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lift-off I keep puffin til my lips turn white
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and my chest gets tight
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But who the fuck really cares when you're so far left that even death looks right
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All I can do is hope for the best and pray that it gets a little better than yesterday
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These days are dark and the nights are cold
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People actin like they lost their soul
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And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
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Tryin to make it all feel like home
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These days are dark and the nights are cold
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People actin like they lost their soul
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And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
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Tryin to make it all feel like home
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Yo
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Pardon me, I think I'm next to Earl.
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Too many problems goin on thats why I left my girl
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Packed my bags and I travel with a pen and my notepad
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Who said I was broke and all the things that I dont have
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But still I try to find a way to escape from what I hate
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Planted in my head that led to mistakes
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But now im breakin the mold see I was patient and calm
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Many sleep in the rain but I'm awake in the storm
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Writin my life in a short film
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The rise and fall
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How i managed to scorch hills and climb the wall
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pound pavement, aimless in this cold existence
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even the things that change and i'm going the distance
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overcoming the depth I had controlled for so long
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and put it all behind me cos life still goes on
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now i'm much stronger, I know where I stand
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we'll all soul search over and over again
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These days are dark and the nights are cold
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people actin like they lost their soul
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and everybody's tryin not to cry
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tryina get by and tryin not to feel outta control
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and if you look hard enough, sometimes you'll find
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a place that might just remind you of home
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but if it doesn't feel like home,
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you can do what i do
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just pretend you don't feel so alone (so alone, so alone...)
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Feel like home
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Feel like home
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Feel like home
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Feel like home
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Feel like home
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Feel like home
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Feel like home
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Feel like home
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Feel Like Home
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| Fort Minor |
