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Home Alone

Never was good at anything
Never would even try to sing
Put a patch on my brand new jeans
Not sure what it really means
Wanna feel like I just fit in
Tired of starting all over again

Don't have me any many real true friends
I don't fit in with all these trends
Got real good at being alone
What you take is what you own
Home Alone

I don't know, maybe it's cause I dig, like classical music
Bach, Beethoven, Pachelbel's Cannon in D Major
Go Cart Mozart was checking out the weather chart to see if it was safe outside
I just hope that Bruce doesn't like sue me, for you know, using his line
Then again, maybe it's a good thing... NOT

Have me any many real true friends
I don't fit in with all these trends
Got real good at being alone
What you take is what you own
Home Alone, Home Alone

Is this a dream or am I here?
There are no voices only tears, just tears
Just like a flower, I need to grow
I feel the Earth beneath my feet
I feel the beat

Home Alone, Alone
Don't wanna be Home Alone
Home Alone, Alone
Don't wanna be Home Alone

Don't have me any many real true friends
I don't fit in with all these trends
Got real good at being alone
What you take is what you own
Home Alone, Home Alone
Home Alone, Home Alone

Never was good at anything
Never would even try to sing
Home Alone, Home Alone, Home Alone, Home Alone

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