Dec 2012
When i'm depressed,
I feel like I'm home.
It's when I'm happy that I feel I don't belong.
Something just doesn't feel right when I'm not living my life in fright.
I feel like I'm home.
It's when I'm happy that I feel I don't belong.
Something just doesn't feel right when I'm not living my life in fright.
(Small town.)
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