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The future burns slow Like a cigarette to my lungs And when I go home All the emptiness fills me up I don't know much about heartburn Do you? I don't know much about emotion Do you? I'm on my way home Brother, are you okay at home? I dug my head into the dirt and I cried Some nasty ideas infecting my mind I'm on my way home Are you okay at home? I don't know much about heartburn Do you? I'm on my way home Brother, are you okay at home?