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I'm not blind
I know your back hurts
From lifting me up
And carrying the world
Break your back to fill my cup
But your lips are sealed and
My hands are tied
Blame it on those wasted nights
You wander off and
I scream into the night
Please come home
We don't have to talk
No, no, no
Please come home
I feel so small
But my knees get weak
When you hold me tight
And soon as all my questions rise
You leave again and
I scream into the night
Please come home
We don't have to talk
No, no, no
Please come home
I feel so small
I know your back hurts
From lifting me up
And carrying the world
Break your back to fill my cup
But your lips are sealed and
My hands are tied
Blame it on those wasted nights
You wander off and
I scream into the night
Please come home
We don't have to talk
No, no, no
Please come home
I feel so small
But my knees get weak
When you hold me tight
And soon as all my questions rise
You leave again and
I scream into the night
Please come home
We don't have to talk
No, no, no
Please come home
I feel so small
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Writer(s): Dilisha Jethoe
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