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Intro (Bm A# Bm Bm Bm A# Bm)
BmDon't feel like home, A#he's a little out Bm And all these words elope, A#it's nothing like your pBmoem Putting in in-putting in, A#Don't feel like methadoBmne Scratching voice all alone, A#it's nothing like your baritBmone
DIt's nothing as it seems AThe little that he needs it's Bmhome DThe little that he sees, Ait's nothing he concedes its hBmome
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BmUninvited chromosome, A#a blanket like the Bmozone DIt's nothing as it seems AAll that he needs it's Bmhome DThe little that he frees AIt's nothing he believBmes
BmSaving up a sunny day sA#omething maybe two tone AAnything of his own A#Chip off the corner stone BmWho's kidding rainy day A#oway ticket headstone AOccupations overthrown A#a whisper through a megaphone
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DIt's nothing as it seems AThe little that he needs it's hBmome DThe little that he sees AIs nothing he concedes it's hBmome DAnd all that he frees A#A little bittersweet it's hBmome DIt's Nothing as it seems AThe little that you see it's Bmhome