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Chased out of the homestead By an eagerness familiar to me And I know that time is getting old And that's why I'm constantly Reassembled by my own words Drawing lines in the sand with my head in the dirt and I'm not that firm in the earth I'm standing on And I've planned it all along Better than better is the best to be And the wetter the weather lets you test the sea All the women and children left at the docks 'Cause we'll never find home until we get lost I'm in the wrong place at the right time Contrast old friend of mine This is not the place I'm reminded every day End all my past subscriptions Stuck in one place It reminded me to change Out of that last position [x2] This is not the place This is not the place This is not the place for me From Letras Mania