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Creaks in the attic They give me a panic Reminds me of all those small voices Endless choices in my head Remember the good old days The games we played The times we stayed away from it all Traveling round the world I’ve seen so much And now I know there was no better place like home Slow your roll kid let me tell you later So much better when you figure it out yourself Nothing about it You realize that you had it ohhhhhhh ohhhhhhh Traveling round the world I’ve seen so much And now I know there was no better place like home Slow your roll kid let me tell you later So much better when you figure it out yourself Nothing about it You realize that you had it ohhhhhhh ohhhhhhh Traveling round the world I’ve seen so much And now I know there was no better place like home