I Need To Go Home Letra

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Letra de I Need To Go Home
Thought if I took myself out
Danced under the lights with somebody
I could remind myself of a time I used to believe my life started new every night

Play that part, couldn’t be too hard
I’ve done it before
But I see a glistening line of spilled red wine like a runway to the door
I think I need to go home

Everything is upside down tonight
Everything I wanted feels wrong
I hear what they’re playing
It’s a bad imitation of a love song
I could stay but I need to go home

Somebody call me a car, I don’t belong
Somebody call me a car, oh
Just like what they’re playing
It’s a bad imitation of a love song
I could stay but I need to go home

Am I the only one here
Who feels like they’ve woken to a bad dream?
Seems like everybody has found El Dorado but this
golden city was hollow and I got so lost

Played that part, couldn’t be too hard
I’ve done it before
But I see a glistening line of spilled red wine like a runway to the door
I think I need to go home

Everything is upside down tonight
Everything I wanted feels wrong
I hear what they’re playing
It’s a bad imitation of a love song
I could stay but I need to go home

Somebody call me a car, I don’t belong
Somebody call me a car, oh
Just like what they’re playing
It’s a bad imitation of a love song
I could stay but I need to go home

I need to go home
I need to go home
I need to go home
I need to go home
I could stay but I need to go

Cause the disco ball just blinds me
And the girl dancing behind me is starting to cry into her drink
Man, what did I think I’d find here?

This light, this sensation, it’s a bad imitation
This night, my creation, it’s a bad imitation
Just like what they’re playing it’s a bad imitation of a past life
I could stay but I need to go home

Everything is upside down tonight
Everything I wanted feels wrong
I hear what they’re playing
It’s a bad imitation of a love song
I could stay but I need to go home

Somebody call me a car, I don’t belong
Somebody call me a car, oh
Just like what they’re playing
It’s a bad imitation of a love song
I could stay but I need to go home