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    I got enough on my mind
    That when she pulls me by the hair
    She hasn't much to hold onto
    She keeping count on her hand
    One, two, three days
    That I been sleeping on my side

    I finished kissing my death
    So now I head back up the steps
    Thinking about where I've been
    I mean the sun was never like this
    I wanna feel with the seasons
    I guess it makes sense
    Cause my lifes become as vapid as
    A night out in Los Angeles
    And I just want to stay in bed

    And 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 worst is yet to come
    Why am I the one always packing up 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 up my stuff

    She got enough on her mind
    That she feel no sorrow
    I let my fate fill the air
    So now she rollin down her 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 that nothing could go wrong

    Go on, go on, go on
    If you were thinking
    That the worst is yet to come
    Why am I the one always packing up 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 up my stuff
    I think I kinda like it but I might of had too much

    And I'll move back down
    To this western town
    When they find me out
    Make no mistake about it

    I'll move back down
    To this western town
    When they find me out
    Make no mistake about it

    Go on, go on, go on
    If you were thinking
    That the worst is yet to come
    Why am I the one always packing up my stuff

    Go on, go on, go on
    If you were thinking
    That the worst is yet to come
    Why am I the one always packing up 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 up my stuff
    I think I kinda like it but I might of had too much

    And I'll move back down

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