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DCareful what you sayG This time of yearA Tends to weakeGn me And Dhave a little Gdecency And Alet me cry in Gpeace But tDhere’s a place where GI Erase the Achallenges Ive bGeen through Where DI know every Gcorner Every Astreet-name all by Gheart
And Gso it is a pDart of my courGageous plan to AsusleaveA WGith a broken heaDrt Tucked aGway under myAsus sleeAve
I wanna go Dhome for GChristmas Let me go Asushome AthisBm7 year I wanna go Dhome for GChristmas Let me go Asushome Athis Dyear
Ill paDck my bags and Gleave before the Asun rises toGmorrow Cause Dwe act more like Gstrangers for each Aday That I am Ghere But DI have people Gclose to me Who Anever will deGsert me DWho remind me Gfrequently What AI was like as a Gchild
And Gso it is a pDart of my courGageous plan to AsusleaveA WGith a broken heaDrt Tucked aGway under myAsus sleeAve
I wanna go Dhome for GChristmas Let me go Asushome AthisBm7 year I wanna go Dhome for GChristmas Let me go Asushome Athis Dyear
I Ddont know what my fGuture holds or wAho Ill choose to lGove me But DI can tell you Gwhere I’m from And wAho loved me to lGife
And Gso it is a pDart of my courGageous plan to AsusleaveA WGith a broken heaDrt Tucked aGway under myAsus sleeAve
I wanna go Dhome for GChristmas Let me go Asushome AthisBm7 year I wanna go Dhome for GChristmas Let me go Asushome Athis Dyear