Far from home Words don’t work Signs look wrong Everything hurts Hands up high Point and pray Yeah it works I’m tired anyway They say “Anywhere!” I say “Bullshit!” I’m not young I’m done with it I left with hope Came back with facts Dreams on my back Dead fucking weight This isn’t my life This isn’t the plan But here I am Yeah—here I am Illegal casino Back of the street Lost what I made In a broken seat Hope! Dead weight! Dreams! Too late! Hope! Dead weight! Drop it now Or suffocate! Hope! Dead weight! Dreams! Too late! Nothing changes If I play safe So fuck the rules I’ll take the hit They’re cheating, yeah I know that well But I’ll dump my shit In this fake-ass hell No dreams! No hope! No map! Let it go!