I know I'm not alone, I made a bed here on my own
I have capacity for sleep outside my second floor window
But I watch a moon grow, I watch it wane and seem too slow
We could embrace this thickening fear
Or hide away and just get stoned
If nowhere feels like home, I guess it's just as well
We make home inside ourselves
Our own personal hell
Daydreamer
You're brave, a willing slave
A nose bleeder to the grave
You won't indulge yourself in dreams
That's just a weekend gone to waste
Buy a home, fulfill your goals, let your complex ego know
You're so scared to disappear and it grabs you by the throat
If nowhere feels like home, I guess it's just as well
We make home inside ourselves [x2]
Our own personal
I've spent a lot of wasted time examining the lives of
People I assume I'm supposed to be
I never meant to break, my friend
Eek my way through the present tense
It's carelessness combined with apathy
Nowhere feels like home