I gave my things away. I called the people that I only see on holidays,
this next year's going to burn a hole in me.
I spent my weekdays in my car and the weekends
drinking hard enough for two.
I think I'll settle down one of these days, till I catch my breath.
I feel the weight of the world on my back
but I'm not feeling sick to death.
Because I laid awake in bed and thought of better times.
I never want to sleep 'cause I found apathy in laying down and never waking up.
I learned a lot today cus' there's a reason
why I'll never live the easy way, I'm trying to be real.
I wrote down words inside my arm that say "I'll never walk alone"
'cause I get tired. I know I'll have my friends in every way,
so I caught my breath, and for the first time I found what I'm looking for.
Yeah, I went down.
Yeah, I found a way.
In the city where my father was born
I had a dream I moved out west.
I finally found out what I wanted to be
so I picked up where I left;
and I waited two more years and covered up my ears.
I think I'm ready to sing this time.
I really think I'm gone.
