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Lonely thoughts, they seep, into mind, into me, pushing deep,

Wash the dirt, a hard days' work, know my place.

On my own, no poison in my bones,

On my own, this is where I build my home.

My home, this will always be my home.

I work until it's late, walk in and close the gate,

I look in the window, and I gaze at my face,

Every line and every abrasion, this took my life to make,

This took my life to make.

On my own, no poison in my bones,

On my own, this is where I build my home, my home.

I need someone to hold, I need someone to hold,

My home, this will always be my home,

This will always be my home.

Written by Ellie Goulding, Fred Falke

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