Home Sweet Home
We crossed the state line
The oak tree became palm trees
Soil gave way to sand
I made the wrong choice
But I feared the return
The state line felt like the Berlin Wall
Stalling at a shopping mall parking lot
Waiting for friends chalked full of amphetamines
Chasing nothing but our next fix
Growing tired of chasing cheap thrills
Climbed back into the car early in the morning
The state line never felt more like home
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