At the end of the day
And even in my fucking dreams
I'll never be able to find out what I really mean
(or want to be)
Years spent alone in basement rooms
Locked away inside a suburban tomb
Were these past four years steady progression
Or just the start to the next depression
All my friends from when I was young
Have either grown up, dropped off, or moved
And now I am a stranger to this town
Fuck this place burn it to the ground
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