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you always find a way,
to bring out the worst in me,
i'm never gonna change,
when i'm so high,
i can't feel your hold on me,

ohh yea,
uhh huh,
you will never get the best of me,
again,

now it's getting dark,
the lines that marked the street,
now only shine in the headlights,
the gas light starts to glow,
when you drive so many miles from home,
the thought to keep moving goes on,

ohh yea,
uhh huh,
you will never get the best of me,
again,

now i'm starting a life,
in a city that's built for night,
i no longer run and hide,
cause where you'll find me is no surprise,
i'm no where,
no where
close to home,
no where
close to home
Last edited by lambofgodfold at Nov 7, 2007,