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Hmm, uhh-uhh Hmm, uhh-uhh Hmm, uhh-uhh Hmm Some days Doing hundred mile down, the highway Then getting stuck on the runway Now I'm, starting, to fade My Sundays Feel like typical Mondays Too many tonic and Bombay's Now I'm, starting, to fade I'm taking all my chances Tryna make it round the world But I'm just a super ordinary girl So, far from home I'm getting kinda sick of it I miss you like my cigarettes No, I don't wanna get too far from home I can't get used to the water Everything tastes better from my mother, oh-oh, oh I'm missing you but you're missing out Wishing you could've seen me now From where you are, I can show you around These city lights and city sounds A hundred days and hundred nights Tired of getting huggеd by strangers I don't like, I don't like Been, so far from homе I'm getting kinda sick of it I miss you like my cigarettes No, I don't wanna get too far from home I can't get used to the water Everything tastes better from my mother, oh-oh, oh I don't ever wanna run away But there's so much I wanna say Gotta leave, but I wanna stay (Far, far from home) I don't ever wanna run away It always feels like I'm out of place Gotta leave but I wanna stay I wanna stay Far, far from home Far, far from home (from home) Far, far from home Far, far from No, I don't wanna get too far from home I'm getting kinda sick of it I miss you like my cigarettes (I miss you, baby) No, I don't wanna get too far from home I can't get used to the water Everything tastes better from my mother, oh-oh, oh
Writer(s): Satur Jeff, Dimiglio-wood Jackson, Craker Richard, Pavida Silvy, Jones Stephen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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