[Verse 1]
And half the time I want to go home
And half the time I want to go home
For the past year I've been living in a town
That gets a lot of tourists in the summer months
They come and they stay for a couple of days
But hey, I’m living here every day
I don't need the complications
I'm just in it for the beating
It’s almost a point of pride
They say that it doesn't happen that often
Pure sadism
Pure sadism
Pure sadism
Pure sadism
[Verse 2]
I find it harder to speak
When someone else is listening
In the back of a mеdicine cabinet
You can find your life story
And your futurе in the side effects
I haven't played guitar in months
My strings all broke
And half the time I want to go home
And half the time I want to go home
For the past year I've been living in a town
That gets a lot of tourists in the summer months
They come and they stay for a couple of days
But hey, I’m living here every day
I don't need the complications
I'm just in it for the beating
It’s almost a point of pride
They say that it doesn't happen that often
Pure sadism
Pure sadism
Pure sadism
Pure sadism
[Verse 2]
I find it harder to speak
When someone else is listening
In the back of a mеdicine cabinet
You can find your life story
And your futurе in the side effects
I haven't played guitar in months
My strings all broke
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