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I'M Back Where I Don'T Want To Be

I’m back where I don’t want to be My second home Which is anything but a humble abode Well, maybe I deserve this This shantytown Where everyone seems happy For they know no better But I know and I have seen outside these propped doors And I know my skin does not have to stay this light Because there is sun And there is color in the world Besides the patterns on your repulsive color

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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