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Home Street Home

from I by Spaceplague

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monday night and the weekends done
three day party was so much fun
living on toast, potatoes and booze
tore up my clothes and i lost my shoes
and I'm so confused at how things appear
powerless to do anything but stare
at the towering mess, pools of beer
general state of disrepair

bit of a dive, i'll admit, but it’s still home to me
smells like shit i agree, but it’s still home to me
an outdoor shower, dodge as power
barely standing tower of bricks
death traps that really couldn’t be fixed
but it’s still a home to me

you’re the girl of my dreams
oh won’t you come home with me
things ain’t as desperate as they seem
oh won’t you come home with me
got a packet of tea, a scratched cd
a bottle and a half of flat scrumpy
we can fuck in perfect harmony
if you’ll only come home with me


(paul wasn't actually a bear but timmie was a turbo tiger)

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from I, released March 7, 2012

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