Correction Paroles Without You Around par Rare Americans

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You were my monster
You were my feet on solid ground
You were my late night
Wide eyed, mind tied, blind my sight
You were my worst low
You were the best I've ever known
You were my long road
Why’d you bottle it up and let it get to that point?

I'm not coming home tonight
Getting used to living life
Without you around (x3)

Exploded, exploded
That was a tough pill to swallow
Exploded, exploded
That was a hell of a day

Let the fun run out
What changed?
Why'd you keep it to yourself for days, and days, and days
I never pictured months ago
We would have to get our own
I wouldn’t never change a single day
I didn't picture you would go
But I wanted you to know
I wouldn't never change a single day

You're not coming home tonight
Getting used to living life
Without you I'm not coming home tonight
Getting used to living life
Without you around (x5)

I'm not coming home tonight
Getting used to living life
Without you, I'm not coming home tonight
Getting used to living life
Without you around (x5)

(Without you around, without you around, yeah)
(Oh, without you around, without you around)

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