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Remember your first home?
It was so nice having a place to stay
A place of your own
A spot to play, and to lay
It felt like the greatest thing ever
It fared through the weather
Wear and tear would show
But between these four walls
The secrets and memories flow
It's your home, I mean relax and unwind
But what happens when you become too lax with time
The bills seem like they're piling up more
There seems to be few unlocked doors
Until finally, it's the front door
You became too lax at home you forgot to work
