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Land Of My Formers lyrics
Not much of an incident:
A couple of fists in the gut for my troubles.
Nothing to write home about:
A couple of drinks and a break for the border.
When in Rome, remember home is always here for you.
Not much of a tragedy:
They only get under your skin if you let them.
No need to say anything:
When in Rome, remember home is always here for you.
Step by step by mis-step,
Step by step by mis-step,
Land of my formers, land of my fellow combatants.
Land of my formers, land of my fellow combatants.
Not much of an incident:
A couple of fists in the gut for my troubles.
Nothing to write home about:
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