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I've got enough on my mind
she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to onto
She's keeping count on her hands
One, two, three days that I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've finished my death
So now I back up the steps
about where I've been
I mean it's always like this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I just stay in bed
I hold you like I used to
You know that I am home
So darling, if you me
Would you let me know
Or go on, go on, go on
If you thinking that the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get feeling I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
packing all my stuff
She got enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my faith fill the air
So now she's down the window
Never been one to hold on
But I need a last breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We were fools to think nothing could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I like it but
I might have had too much
And I'll move back down
To this town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll back down
To western town
they find me out
Make no about it
I'll move back down (go on, go on)
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
all my stuff
I think I like it but
I might have had too much
And I'll move back down
she pulls me by the hand
She hasn't much to onto
She's keeping count on her hands
One, two, three days that I've been
Sleeping on my side
I've finished my death
So now I back up the steps
about where I've been
I mean it's always like this
I wanna feel with the seasons
I guess it makes sense
'Cause my life's become as vapid as
A night out in Los Angeles
And I just stay in bed
I hold you like I used to
You know that I am home
So darling, if you me
Would you let me know
Or go on, go on, go on
If you thinking that the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get feeling I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
packing all my stuff
She got enough on her mind
That she feels no sorrow
I let my faith fill the air
So now she's down the window
Never been one to hold on
But I need a last breath
So I ask if she remembers when
She used to come and visit me
We were fools to think nothing could go wrong
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the is yet to come
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
Always packing all my stuff
I think I like it but
I might have had too much
And I'll move back down
To this town
When they find me out
Make no mistake about it
I'll back down
To western town
they find me out
Make no about it
I'll move back down (go on, go on)
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one
Always packing all my stuff
Go on, go on, go on
If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one?
packing all my stuff
For once, for once, for once
I get the feeling that I'm right where I belong
Why am I the one?
all my stuff
I think I like it but
I might have had too much
And I'll move back down
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