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i’m not at home
i have no instruments, no instruments
i’m using yours
i’m throwing pillows on the floor, on the floor
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
i’m having thoughts of driving in a storm
i was in a storm
i’m not in love
i’d like to say i never was, never was
it wasn’t real, now i can say it wasn’t real
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
i’m crossing fingers i won’t run into
i have no instruments, no instruments
i’m using yours
i’m throwing pillows on the floor, on the floor
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
i’m having thoughts of driving in a storm
i was in a storm
i’m not in love
i’d like to say i never was, never was
it wasn’t real, now i can say it wasn’t real
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
and when i’m home, i’m not at home
i’m crossing fingers i won’t run into
run into you
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