LYRIC

We spent six long weeks in the sun
Getting higher than life was an idea I called fun
There was nothing tripping us up
There was nothing I felt I had to run from
I was home, yeah I was home

Drinking fire like wine
A couple liquor store diamonds
The tales of the girls and places they've been
And something like regret was a foreign concept
I was home, I was home

I was home, I was home
The time I spent came and went
I was home, I was home

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