Hindsights - 600 Miles | Текст песни

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• Hindsights
• 600 Miles

Melancholy seeps through my pores,
Dreading coming back to normal life.
Exhaustion feels like such a minor thing,
Along side this low I’m feeling.

I’m sick of how I feel inside,
I want to be doing this for a long time.

The only thing wrong with those two days,
Was that we had to drive back south.
Normality is something I don’t want to follow anymore.
I miss all the friends I made,
Don’t know when I’ll see them again.