Home (Tom Sharkett Edit)

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 Just do it right, make it perfect and real
 Because it's everything
 Though everything was never the deal
 So grab your things and stumble into the night
 So we can shut the door
 And shut the door on terrible times, ah
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 Yeah, do it right and head again into space
 So you can carry on
 And carry on and fall all over the place
 This is the trick, forget a terrible year
 That we can break the laws until it gets weird
 And this is what you waited for
 But under lights, we're all unsure
 And so tell me, what would make you feel better?
 As night has such a local ring
 And love and rock are fickle things
 And you know it, yeah, you know it, yeah, you know
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 Take it
 
 Forget your past, this is your last chance now
 And we can break the rules like nothing will last
 You might forget, forget the sound of a voice
 Still, you should not forget, yeah, don't forget
 The things that we laughed about
 And after rolling on the floor
 And thankfully, a few make sure
 That you get home and you stay home
 And you're better
 'Cause you're afraid of what you need
 Yeah, you're afraid of what you need
 If you weren't, if you weren't
 I don't know what we'd talk about
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