Why does it have to be like this? Can someone show, me the way, out of here? Why does it have to be like this? Do things ever go my way, Anymore?
This home away, from home Re-make it all In places, I don’t know, Re-make it all Escape it all.
Looking back when things were black and white, Trying to hold, onto the memory The memories that made us Is this where I, want to be? Accepting my reality My reality.
My reality
Now I walk, this path My mind is set And I’ll stand my ground, no looking back Escape it all
Looking back when things were black and white, Trying to hold, onto the memory The memories that made us Is this where I, want to be? Accepting my reality My reality