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de Sam Fender

Two months since you got back, how have you been and are you bored yet?
The weather ain't been bad if you're into masochistic bullshit
And every photograph that's taken here is from the summer
Some guy won Olympic gold eight years ago, a distance runner
And that makes a lot of sense, this place is such great motivation
For anyone tryna move the fuck away from hibernation
Yoo-hoo
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, no

Well, I grew up in the fallout from the riots in the '90s
Static cranes stand lifeless, castin' shadows on the town
I stare out that hallowed ocean as if to pick a fight
For the dreams my old man dreamt for me lay on the other side, yeah

I would leave if only I could find a reason
I'm mean because I grew up in New England
I got dreams, but I can't make myself believe them
Spend the rest of my life with what could have been
And I will die in the house that I grew up in
I'm homesick

I'm homesick
I'm homesick
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

I would leave if only I could find a reason
I'm mean because I grew up in New England
I got dreams, but I can't make myself believe them
Spend the rest of my life with what could have been
And I will die in the house that I grew up in
I'm homesick

I'm homesick
I'm homesick
I'm homesick (Home)
Home (Home)

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