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Welcome to the New South (Live, London)

welcome home outcasts

i know you have felt

over the years

the truth that is looking at me

like looking in the mirror

and i know how it feels to be the

best part of a running joketo

all of your friendsand to be on the edge of your bed

with your head burried

in your hands

wishing that everything

would end

i know how it feels to be the

lonliest

welcome back outcats because

i told myself that

it would be alright

probably a million times over

every minute of all my life

i know how it feels to be so confused

that you're so far out of controland to be on the edge of your bed

with your head burried in your hands

wishing that everything would end

and i know how it feels to be the lonliestso sit and wait for a sign

that the coming day will be alright

and drink so you can forget

another night

burised from the blackouts

and your blood red eyes

try to start looking for the brighter side

wait for a sign, wait for a sign,

wait for a sign

welcome home, everything

will be alrightand i know how it feels to be

the best part of a running joke

all your lifeWelcome home,

outcasts welcome home

Outcasts welcome home,

outcasts welcome home

Welcome home

Songwriters

CHRISTOPHER DEMAKES, ROGERIO LIMA MANGANELLI, VINCENT PHILLIP FIORELLOPublished by

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