My place, is not a home
Don't make no difference
But I've found,
That I need a place to stay
Though disease
was just the price I paid
Big Salty Tears
Is what I taste
As I drive
Past your house
Tonight
And all those break lights
That are in front of me
They make me
Want to get on tonight
I'm at the age where I realize
The liquor store
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