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<p>I can see your face<br/>Your eyes on the walls<br/>Your eyes on the walls<br/>Your letters and the places<br/>I wish that you’d call<br/>I wish that you would call<br/><br/>Chicago seems so far<br/>But I can feel the wind<br/>And I can smell your car<br/>And I can hear the kids are playing their favorite games without me<br/><br/>I’d love to be<br/>Back where I belong<br/><br/>Like a homeless week<br/>I couldn’t sleep at all<br/>I couldn’t sleep at all<br/>And I’ve tried everything<br/>Friends to alcohol<br/>Friends to alcohol<br/>I’m Arizona’s fault<br/>Feel like defeat<br/>I’m breaking down in holes<br/>Trying not to slip<br/>But SD is taking it’s toll on me<br/><br/>Love to be back where I belong<br/><br/>Woah oh belong<br/>Back where I belong<br/><br/>Woah oh belong<br/>Back where I belong<br/><br/>Woah oh belong