I'm done with piteous beggings I've cried for you
I'm done being a captive ransom,
for trying to walk at a briskly pace just to reach you
I'm tired of going back as I went home
Recalling, you are no longer my home
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(un) familiar
I'm done with piteous beggings I've cried for you
I'm done being a captive ransom,
for trying to walk at a briskly pace just to reach you
I'm tired of going back as I went home
Recalling, you are no longer my home