Well, I was gutted
Well, I felt soft
So, I took to drinking
With the hopes of getting lost
When you're always losing
Well, it's hard to see your wins
When I start using
And I'm numb again
Well, I've been highballing
Through a playground zone
Though I know there's nothing
Nothing left for me there no more
At night I take to walking
Down lonely dead end roads
With the hopes one might catch me
Well, God knows I won't
I often think I could hop on plane
And it all go away
But I'd be a fool to think my burdens
Are something I don't carry
For I can't leave them at the gates
With the rest of my worries
They might not see me for a while
For I've gone in a hurry
They might not see me for a while
For I've gone in a hurry
My name is something
That my parents gave to me
Well, lately I disassociate
When it's hollered out at me
Well, I've been tangled up in, the dichotomy
Well, in the notion of the disbelief
That what will be will be
I often think I could hop on plane
And it all go away
But I'd be a fool to think my burdens
Are something I don't carry
For I can't leave them at the gates
With the rest of my worries
They might not see me for a while
For I've gone in a hurry
They might not see me for a while
For I've gone in a hurry
