Sam Buck Rosen
Mexico
Mexico, don't let me goAcross the borderDon't let me go homeCause I don't choose what I should doI'm much too indecisive to ever make the movesIt's a heavy burden thinking all the timeSet yourself down on the stairs and cryWith the dust that settles around the houseYou can't afford to think about people you no longer care aboutComforts of home, don't let me go onWhy be difficult, you'd just become so sensibleFor so long I said I want to get a grip but can't commit to being rationalToo much time alone at night is all a person like me needs to get the appetiteWhat should I do?My only friendMexico calls me but you said you'd never go back again
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