Forever, nailed to the same old benches we used to wear out together, Trying to forget all the shit we wouldn't eat if we'd flee. and the final path to the domicile It ain't no city to give the fear of heights, It ain't no city, it ain't no town, just a goddamn trap.
So, I stopped pretending this was good for me still I cannot leave, cannot flee, cannot run away I'll spend my time waiting for something better I guess it's a matter of temper,
You cannot leave your heart glued into asphalt and cannot love being out of the goddamn fight you been searching for a home, searching for a reason, cannot love, cannot breath, cannot lie, cannot leave.