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you want is what is fake
All I know I'll never say
'Til I'm home I'll be alone, always

Oh, sweet beauty of mine
I love it, I love it when you shine
Oh,

destroyed,  mmm..."
The merchant went home,
and narrated his sad story to his daughter.
Beauty, readily agreed to go
to the Castle with her father.
They

and give them a preview
It's harmful to your health, but hey, it's yo' health
I'm doing fine, pass that money, that's mine
Figure it out 

You never give any

for peace and serenity
I have faith that I am called
I am grateful for unconditional love
I trust in the power of forgiveness
I see beauty in all things

gotta man up, Mm
Hindsight twenty-twenty, and our chances fifty-fifty
But my health is feeling iffy, da-da-doctor can you fix me?
I've been, I've been out

There's no point in being lonely
I am your capturer
So won't you come home with me
You got no choice in love
You're the beauty
I guess I'm the beast

and you cannot fix it

What does it mean to be broken?
A wound is painfully open
The beauty is in the finding the darkest parts of the ocean
Deep

Miss my home
Mina, I miss my home
Khumbula
You
Miss my home
Mina, I miss my home
Mina, I
If I don't make it man I miss you too
Wish I stayed and made

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be any darker for their health
You're always enough
You're everything the world needs now yeah
Wish you could see it for yourself
Far from home
I ain't

them say what they say ‘cause it don’t matter anyway

This is a note to my younger self support your mental health believe me it’s gonna be fine
There’s

their health, 'bout their homes
'Bout their safety or identity 
Let's face it in reality, you're hypocrites 
Start helping out the immigrants 
Why you

then my brother your killing me
And if you have kids saying parent me, then apparently you're not really fatherly
Your wife is beauty, you come home like

Hayya alal falaa
A home which has brought happiness to the hearts of so many people
Despite them not yet having entered it
A home which cannot be

The Emigrant's Farewell

Cara Dillon

Sweet Liberty

2004

It's the bright spot of beauty and the home of the brave

I'll think on its valleys with fond admiration
Though never again its bright hills will I

outside is so divine
Into the unknown we go
I'm trying to find my home
I'm feeling like a butterfly
Beauty returns in time

Not quite done yet
Listen
Yeah

began, yes
But during these young years I have already so much
Family breakdown, parental divorce
Loss of home, loss of job, loss of money
Breakdown

My health and people who love me, I don't need the money 
As long as I love what I do, ooo 
Two thousand whatever, this feelings forever 
I felt that

Blinded by ya beauty daily
Shawtty comin in clutch
When they tell you quiet down, keep winding it up
If they tripping, I'll be right there lovin u up
Imma

vices
Plus regressing mental health played a part
Taught myself to never settle
But I buried my past beneath the Earth
I was a rebel, yet never

spent months overlapping more months
In an apartment that I couldn't call home
It made me feel estranged
I saw the face of my neighbour change
And that's

but you know, babe
You're not coming back home
You're not coming back home
I finally found myself
I won't let you fuck it up for me
I won't let you fuck

I think they're tryna stop my shine homes
Don't wanna see me do well
But I still get around with my riders
Been bagged but I never did tell
Been

Yeah, it's been a minute but I'm back in the game
I was down up on my ass I couldn't end up the same
Mental health stability yeah that shit wasn't