Nowhere
Looks like I'm at the end of this bottle again.
Seems like cigarettes are my only friend.
Newports, no shorts, they're still never long enough.
Man, staying here never felt so rough.
And I'm back to about a pack a day.
I'm just waiting for my lungs to cave in or give way
To a breath of fresh air, yeah that would be cool,
But once again I'm just a hopeful fool.
Sometimes I wish that I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Yeah that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just way more time and
Sometimes I wish I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Man that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just way more time and
I never thought I could drink so much.
Comfortably numb I've lost every touch.
Maybe someday I'll climb out to the top
And find some new ways to every stop.
Maybe someday I'll be out of my way.
Find someone to give me the heart to stay.
Maybe someday I'll be at the top of somewhere
Because down here in nowhere I know that nobody cares.
Sometimes I wish that I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Yeah that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just waste some more time and
Sometimes I wish that I could just go.
Runaway, find a place that I've never known.
Man that would be so nice.
Think it out, write it down, and scream it twice,
But for now I'll just waste some more time and
I've finally had it with dreams of out there.
With my bottle and cigarettes I'm lost in Nowhere.
Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2012
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