I didn't know what to do. I was tired,
I fight. Now I'm away,
I write home everyday and I see you on the TV at night.
You can see that life's for us to talk about.
You can leave whenever you want out.
Whoa.
No girl. Oh yeah.
But I noticed that I didn't really feel.
You write home everyday. I don't beg,
I steal.
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