I'm leaving home Left to my own devices I've packed a bag of clothes Doesn't matter what the price is
I'm a fly alone Take a chance cos i cant sacrifice this Oppertunity to hold All the things i ever wanted since i started
my pockets are full of books and strings no i dont need desirable things Im searching for the similarity for release, for belief
This time i, i wont say goodbye ill get on the flight and go ill be fine, this time tomorrow but i cant help but be reminded, i wasted my time but theres no suprises now ive been waiting for too long i need to
drop the past and pick up whats left drop the past and pick up my life while im young x2