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I'm running again
No matter where I am
I'm always missing my friends
I keep catching bitter snowflakes
Chew on the scraps of my own dreams
And the leftovers entail a retail therapy sale

I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad

I'm running again
No matter where I am
I keep feeling weird in my own skin
I keep spreading myself thin
And baby I'm still not home
Will I ever be home?

I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad

Turns out that I'm still not home
Home
Home
Home

I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad
I'm so good at making myself sad



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Writer(s): Anna Olive
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