Mama, I am not at home
I am not cold either, I am not cold either
Vino Blanco is the color
That paints my life, that paints my life
Wanderlust is on one side
Pulls me towards it, pulls me towards it
Homesickness on the other side
Keeps me where I am, keeps me where I am

Everything works out on its own
And yet it shows itself so easily, so easily
Everything works out on its own
And yet it shows itself so easily, so easily, so easily
So easily

Mama, I am not at home
Stumbling, I dream day in, day out
Theatrics, I let myself go
Is so young and wild and free
Free according to Snoop and Wiz Khalifa (-lifa)
Bodyguards block the street (I walk in circles)
I walk in circles, I walk in circles
When it fucks you inside, everything stays calm outside
Oh my God, I finished Prison Break

Everything works out on its own
And yet it shows itself so easily, so easily
Everything works out on its own
And yet it shows itself so easily, so easily, so easily
So easily

(Wuh)

Everything (everything) works out on its own
And yet it shows itself so easily, so easily, yeah
Everything (everything) works out on its own
And yet it shows itself so easily, so easily, so easily

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