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Mac Demarco

These days, I d much rather be on my own
No more walking those streets, that I once called my home
Because down every lane, there are faces and names
That have memories attached, that I d sooner let go

Sooner than I d go home again
Sooner than I d go home again
Sooner than I d go home again
Sooner than I d go home again

I never called, let our friendship dissolve
Now my welcome s worn out,
And your hate for me s grown
To the point, when I try to amend all the lies
All those memories return, that I d sooner let go

Sooner than I d go home again
Sooner than I d go home again
Sooner than I d go home again
Sooner than I d go home again