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Laaste lyrics: To Call My Own

                                  Blowing through my losing streak

Bought the farm on a dead end street

Nothing ever grows under your sun



Filling voids with emptiness

And driving past your old address

Loneliness two has turned into one



They welcome you with open arms

Tell you they don't mean no harm

Do they mean anything at all



Feeling crowded by my company

You can't hate but parts of me

I know there's a new myth on your floor



Staying up in 409

The day are yours the nights are mine

Burned out everything except the door



It's like breaking out of broken homes

They tell you they don't eat their own

Searching for one thing to call my own

To call my own



There's a goldmine in the local scene

Get nine lives you need thirteen

Paid the price landed on all four



You used to mean the world to me

Scared to death of what that means

So we don't mean anything at all



I welcome you with broken arms

You know I don't mean no harm

Do I mean anything at all



And they all come from broken homes

They tell you they don't eat their own

Searching for a thing to call my own

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