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Second best ain't always a good thing
One should know from experience
You believe I'm not who I used to be and
I would know, stay at home alone with you

At home

Praise your thieves that won't be unnoticed
Sounds of leather with a bow wrapped around
Streets are empty with the thought of possibility
I can't shake this feeling, I've seen this all before

At home

It's all the same, it's all the same, it's all
It's all the same, it's all the same, it's all
It's all the same, it's all the same, it's all
Oh, it's all the same, it's all the same, it's all



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Writer(s): Christian Martinez
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