[She sighs. She plucks a few notes on her bass. It almost sounds right but--]
I got enough on my mind That when you look me in the eye, You won’t know where I’ve gone to. I’m keepin’ count in my mind One, two, three faces—wish could’ve recognized.
I finish kissing my death, So now I head onto the stage Thinking about where I've been. I mean the streets were never like this.
I wanna feel like I’m someone. I guess it makes sense. 'Cause my life's become so empty as They try to make it scandalous, And I just wanna stay in bed
And see you like she used to. And know that I am home. So family if you’re out there, Would you let me know?
Or go on, go on, go on, ‘cause I’m still thinking that the worst is yet to come Why am I the one always left out in the dust? For once, for once, for once I need the feeling that I'm somewhere I belong. Why’s it feel like this is something I can trust?
She’s far enough from my life That I can’t quite reach her. I let my fate fill the air, So now they’re taking over my thoughts. Never been one to hold on But I need just one breath. So I ask if they remember when She used to care and stay with them. I’m a fool to think that nothing could go wrong.
Or go on, go on, go on, ‘cause I’m still thinking that the worst is yet to come Why am I the one always left out in the dust? For once, for once, for once I need the feeling that I'm somewhere I belong. Why’s it feel like this is something I can trust?
[So for all that "these memories aren't real" shit she's trying to believe.
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I got enough on my mind
That when you look me in the eye,
You won’t know where I’ve gone to.
I’m keepin’ count in my mind
One, two, three faces—wish could’ve recognized.
I finish kissing my death,
So now I head onto the stage
Thinking about where I've been.
I mean the streets were never like this.
I wanna feel like I’m someone.
I guess it makes sense.
'Cause my life's become so empty as
They try to make it scandalous,
And I just wanna stay in bed
And see you like she used to.
And know that I am home.
So family if you’re out there,
Would you let me know?
Or go on, go on, go on, ‘cause I’m still thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one always left out in the dust?
For once, for once, for once I need the feeling that I'm somewhere I belong.
Why’s it feel like this is something I can trust?
She’s far enough from my life
That I can’t quite reach her.
I let my fate fill the air,
So now they’re taking over my thoughts.
Never been one to hold on
But I need just one breath.
So I ask if they remember when
She used to care and stay with them.
I’m a fool to think that nothing could go wrong.
Or go on, go on, go on, ‘cause I’m still thinking that the worst is yet to come
Why am I the one always left out in the dust?
For once, for once, for once I need the feeling that I'm somewhere I belong.
Why’s it feel like this is something I can trust?
[So for all that "these memories aren't real" shit she's trying to believe.
She totally believes these memories are real.]