.I felt a sharp pain in my finger,
A drop of blood spilt in a tincture,
(Home, home)
Home is a bitter word,
I ran away covered in stingers,
I ran away to be a lounge singer,
(Oh, oh)
Into the lonely night
Hereâs a funny story that grew out of tragedy,
I was the king o.
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