What do you think?



I'm tired of these tracks,
chasing the same damn train.
There's dirt on my body
that I can't wash away.

That's how it's been for a while,
but I'm the one who's always wrong;
So I set out on a lonely mile,
hoping to lose my way home.

Home...

I'm tired of these chains,
and chasing bad mistakes;
Because pretending we're worth it
is like trying to catch the rain.

Heaven knows we're broken;
There's nothing wrong with letting go.
So I'll bottle my pride and try
to lose my way home.

Home...

I used to crawl through the hours
but that left grass stains on my knees
'Cause all your lies and flowers
left a dirt I can't clean.

Time won't change the story
so I'll set out alone;
Nothing left but leaving
and losing my way home,

forgetting my way home.

I lost my way home...



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