"The last place I want to be is home" Is what they all say, They say it like they know
But every road leads home, And every exit takes somewhere I don't know And every city says it's burnt itself out, Everybody wants to be more than a face in the crowd
Pull me out from beneath Concrete paths and fallen leaves, You can lay here in the moss Choose to fall in line, I've been laying in the dark Think I'll be just fine Pull me out from beneath Wasted time and stressful weeks, You can lay here in the moss I will bide my time, Cause I've been laying in the dark Trying to get things right
And it tears me apart How we knew from the start of the year These would be our last days But what makes you think that your ship won't sink? You can run, but inside it will feel the same
Inside it will feel the same Don't let it keep you awake Don't let it tear you apart at the seams
And you will find a piece of mind underneath the doubt The light will dim and we will grow but it won't burn out Don't let the weight on your shoulders drag you down Just let me know the next time you're back in townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
