writers don't want homes

It's not the side you wanted to see
But sometimes God puts the record player on
And you don't have to think that much of me
But aren't I in the picture, hasn't the portrait been drawn
But not for long

Now here is my theory, writers don't want homes
Cause what is there to long for in safety
I thank you for your time every day
Cause now I have my own portrait on display
On display

But I'm tired
I'm so tired

Now I think you'll let me stay
Though I'm almost out of luck
Cause whatever I make
You will have twice as much
You will have twice as much
You will have twice as much

Now here is my theory, writers don't want homes
Cause what is there to long for in safety
I thank you for your time every day
Cause now I have my own portrait on display



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Writer(s): Raegan Barney
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