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I've got enough on my mind
That when she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to hold onto
She's keeping count on her hands
One, two, three days I've been
on my side
I've finished my death
So now I back up the steps
about where I've been
I mean it's never like this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I just wanna in bed
I hold you I used to
You that I am home
So darling, if you love me
you let me know
Or go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get feeling that I'm where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always all my stuff
She got enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my the air
So now she's rolling down the window
Never one to on
But I need a last breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She to come and me
We were fools to think could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling that I'm where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda like it but
I might had too much
And I'll move back down
To this town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move back down (go on, go on)
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the that I'm right I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda it but
I might had too much
And I'll down
That when she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to hold onto
She's keeping count on her hands
One, two, three days I've been
on my side
I've finished my death
So now I back up the steps
about where I've been
I mean it's never like this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I just wanna in bed
I hold you I used to
You that I am home
So darling, if you love me
you let me know
Or go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get feeling that I'm where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always all my stuff
She got enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my the air
So now she's rolling down the window
Never one to on
But I need a last breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She to come and me
We were fools to think could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling that I'm where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda like it but
I might had too much
And I'll move back down
To this town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move back down
To this western town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll move back down (go on, go on)
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the that I'm right I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I kinda it but
I might had too much
And I'll down
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