Gone, gone, gone, oh
You were the world to me
And now I’m living without a home you see, because
The world is my country
I don’t need no nation to be part of
And now it’s dark like a
A blanket’s been thrown on a fire
A fire that was burning
It was cooking something in me I know ‘cause
I felt the burn, I felt the burn
I needed to get out so I jumped this flame
And I’m gone, gone, gone
Gone, oh oh oh
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