Broom

And I know, that you know, that we know about your reasons
And this place, your precious, doesn't belong to you
And you say, and you say, everyone can see through you
There is no, there is no, there is no going back

Do you think you will meet god?
Do you think they would be proud?

And you know I love it over here with you
And you say we cannot, we cannot live together
And you come and blame me for it, and shame me for coming along
Well I've got some good news, for this is now my home as well

Do you think you will meet god?
Do you think they would be proud?



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Camposeco
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