Far from home English doesn’t work Street signs look like jokes Written just to hurt Hands in the air, pointing blind Asking anyone nearby Yeah, it works, I get the way But I’m sick of trying to be polite They keep singing “Anywhere you want” Like time’s a fucking lie I don’t feel young I don’t feel free I just feel tired inside I left with my pockets full of hope Chasing shit that wasn’t real At the end of the road There’s nothing waiting But the truth I didn’t want to feel This isn’t how it was supposed to go This isn’t my life But here I am, still standing With nowhere else to go Illegal casino, back of the street Lost today’s pay in a cheap-ass seat Day workers screaming, losing control Guess we’re all betting pieces of our soul Nobody’s watching, nobody cares Still I freeze at the edge of the line Call it fear, call it habit Call it the shape of a spine No matter how far I run I’m stuck with this face I don’t turn into something better I just learn my place On the way back home Regret hits hard, won’t quit I buy reality as a souvenir And I hate every bit of it This collection I’ve dragged around Like a body I won’t bury Would it kill me To just let it go already? Dreams! Hope! Who said I need that shit? Dreams! Hope! Just dead weight on my back! Nothing changes if I play it safe So fuck it, I’ll place one bet At that illegal casino tonight Where the rules are fake as hell Yeah, they’re cheating, I know But I’ll dump my baggage here I don’t want dreams I don’t want hope Just something loud enough To drown out fear A road with no direction Still beats standing still
