diary in a bar (demo)

Concrete days are gone

Now my bag sits by the door

And my life is a shaky floor

I can't balance on

I'm meeting strangers in the dark

I wrote a diary at the bar

It read a really tough year to start

And I can't balance out

For a second I got caught on the psychology

Behind a million other people that look like me

I'm in a city I don't recognize

Put a blindfold on my eyes

Run me down a dead-end street

I put some money aside

I'm gonna leave tonight

I'm a one-way street

And I hate my life

Home for a week and I'm tired of the hotels

Key cards, bus calls, wearing me down

Burnt out properly, learning origami

Mom and dad miss when I would just hang around

Home for a week and I'm tired of the hotels

Key cards, bus calls, wearing me down

Burnt out socially, sleeping through the mornings

Mom and dad slip some cash in my account

I put some money aside

I'm gonna leave tonight

I'm a one-way street

And I hate my life

(Sometimes I wish I never changed

As I try to leave and hit the ceiling

My loneliness is hard to fake

And there's no drug to fight the feeling

I admit maybe I'm better alone

But the darkness comes and I can't outrun

Symptoms of the pressure pushing on my name)

I'll put some money aside

I'm gonna leave tonight

I'm a one-way street

And I hate my life

New Year's Eve and I'm home for the champagne

Wishing I was snowed in, so I could stay

Friends made families, I made enemies

Living off a dream in Silver Lake