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