Texty: The Buzzhorn. Ordinary.

Friends, the fun, the cigarettes, and the sun came out today
And their waiting for the turn of your back
Lies, deceit, the dirty looks, and the things they like to say
It's the curve that made your confidence crash

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This is your life, it's all been ordinary
Until you find all you're worth
Then you find your life is all but something ordinary
And you're longing for home
Your gonna find yourself at home

Bags that hang below your eyes
And the full length mirror never lies
And it all comes so disgustingly clear
But you stand up straight now start to try
And it cleans up right in a suit and tie
But your money is no good around here


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At home, yeah
Find yourself at home
At home

Life and death, the money that's left
And the vultures dive to intercept
And the friendship rolls onto its side
And you wait for it to die

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