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She met me at the airport with my little baby girls
I mumbled something slurry like I would
As if Iâd been around the world
Or just had one too many drinks
I think I slept on the way home and gave them all a kiss
But in a dream I stumbled and I woke up
To the smell of smoke and piss
Or is it this clothes Iâm in?
Itâs all the same when I get back home
I feel Iâm somewhere that belongs to us
And in the end when you kiss me
I know that itâs more than just trust
I write about these little things that mean so much to me
I feel like such a selfish prick at times like this
I guess that I can be
What can I say, Iâm sorry?
Itâs all the same when I get back home
I feel Iâm somewhere that belongs to us
And in the end when you kiss me
I know that itâs more than just trust
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