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Nobody Knows
03:26
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Couldn't believe when I heard you singing "fuck all this shit"
Don't you have a man at home?
I ain't asking for it
I live alone cause I am alone
I don't need that kind of friend
Who knows what I need
Nobody knows the rubble I've seen
I don't got a job
The day to day is work enough
I read a story and sob
Clean breaks shouldn't feel so rough
I don't need that kind of love
That hangs over me
Nobody knows my troubles but me
So fuck all this shit
I've always felt safer on the road
But I've gotten sick
With the worry that you're not alone
I'll be that kind of friend
You can love and let go
House on the beach
Babies and beau
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Comin After Me
02:02
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You haven't been home for a year or more
Don't even have a key to the door
Mom and dad always played their part
And when you read the note it breaks your heart
Wish she'd have come on a little bit stronger
Wish I stayed here a little longer
Hey hey mama loved the way you moved
Theres a certain feeling in the room
Things get bad then they get a little worse
Never feels the way it did at first
Too little too late was the worst I heard
She hurt a lot with a couple words
I wasn't done with what I wanted to say
A couple more things before I go away
Who
When
Why?
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