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You were on your way home when you died
Now you're here
Everything lifted off your shoulders
The confusion, The questions, The throbbing pain inside your heart
Did you find what you were looking for

Remember talking bout happiness
Like it was unreachable
Give yourself to someone and they leave you with a broken heart
Rather have some broken bones
Twelve-to-Twelve you getting stoned
Pistol on ya nightstand cocked-back
Let it blow
Blow
Blow
Blow

How you crack a smile
When you're eaten up inside
Home don't feel like home
Or even me inside my mind

You left with my soul
I'm left with no options
I've tighten my grip
I'll play reaper and let it blow
Let it blow
Let it blow
Let it blow

Let it blow
No where feels like home
No where feels like home
Don't let it go



Credits
Writer(s): Armani Garcia
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