Kid
I forgot my way so long ago,
Forgotten, drifting, no path to follow.
As black just fades, grey goes white,
I've lost my way, just make it right.
I want to go home!
But I lost my home feeling so hollow.
Finding my way in the dark,
Crawl into bed hoping for a brand new start.
Finding the way!
Pick up the phone that I keep calling,
The world can be so misleading,
Another sob story from a kid with broken dreams.
So I'm taking the time to find the way,
Days drudge on with give, no take.
You tell me it'll be okay,
I'll tell you optimism's just fake.
Broken record, just lay in my room,
Pace the carpet thinking what to do.
Scream the lyrics so bright and loud,
Filled with so much pain and so much doubt.
I want to go home!
But I lost my home feeling so hollow.
Finding my way in the dark,
Crawl into bed hoping for a brand new start.
Finding the way!
Pick up the phone that I keep calling,
The world can be so misleading,
Another sob story from a kid with broken dreams.
I lost my home..
Trying to find a new place for me,
Why can't life just be so easy,
Another sob story...
From a kid with broken dreams.
Okay, so I know it's WAY beyond mainstream, but I write to release what's built up inside. It's therapeutic. So, it's not the best, but it's not the worst, mainstream it may be but original in it's own.
I forgot my way so long ago,
Forgotten, drifting, no path to follow.
As black just fades, grey goes white,
I've lost my way, just make it right.
I want to go home!
But I lost my home feeling so hollow.
Finding my way in the dark,
Crawl into bed hoping for a brand new start.
Finding the way!
Pick up the phone that I keep calling,
The world can be so misleading,
Another sob story from a kid with broken dreams.
So I'm taking the time to find the way,
Days drudge on with give, no take.
You tell me it'll be okay,
I'll tell you optimism's just fake.
Broken record, just lay in my room,
Pace the carpet thinking what to do.
Scream the lyrics so bright and loud,
Filled with so much pain and so much doubt.
I want to go home!
But I lost my home feeling so hollow.
Finding my way in the dark,
Crawl into bed hoping for a brand new start.
Finding the way!
Pick up the phone that I keep calling,
The world can be so misleading,
Another sob story from a kid with broken dreams.
I lost my home..
Trying to find a new place for me,
Why can't life just be so easy,
Another sob story...
From a kid with broken dreams.
Okay, so I know it's WAY beyond mainstream, but I write to release what's built up inside. It's therapeutic. So, it's not the best, but it's not the worst, mainstream it may be but original in it's own.
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