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Lyrics

I’m searching for a part-time job
I’d rather go outside and play
The sirens sound around my place
Remind me that I’m not ok

I’m not ok
I’m not ok
I’m not ok
I’m not ok

Someone sleeps below my stairs
I saw the cardboard and the wares
Unsettling as the stairs themselves
I wonder every time if they’ll collapse

Collapse
If they’ll collapse
If they’ll collapse
If they’ll collapse

Come a time when you will look at me and say
I don’t want to fight why can’t you pick another day
Now I wanna go home
I just wanna go home

Cars parked at the liquor store
They take my spot and yell at me
To wait until they get their booze
But I don’t want to fight

I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home

I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home