If you could choose What kind of man would you be? What kind of life would you lead? Cos I know I’d change From selfish endeavors and Self-loathing measures To the man I could be But I’m caught up in myself And still searching for peace
Everyday greets everyday In a round about way and it breaks me I chase my tail, fuck this place I’ll make it out So don’t tell me I’m worthless I used to think that maybe things would soon be fine and I’d be ok if I stayed I was afraid of change so call me weak but now it’s time to pack up and leave
Maybe I’m losing my mind, maybe I'm right Maybe the things that we think will last forever Are the ones that set us free
These streets bear marks From the steps that I take These streets hold ghosts That still I can’t shake