I come from the Ocean, I know how it runs.
Casting me away from this.
It's seems like a thousand years since I've felt at home, burdened by the one's I miss.
I'm sorry I had to run, but I felt like this town was consuming what was left of me.
Looking back on how far I've come, I could say that this place could never get the best of me.
I come from the water, without it I'm dry, but soaked from the fragility.
Of where my solution, fits in this life, a forceful negativity.
And everytime I resist, it's jsut wall after wall, I've fortified my own defeat.
I'm scared that this could join the list
Of every failed attempt that I made just to feel like I fit
Now I'm done
Now I'm gone
I'm sorry that I had to run
I feel like this place was consuming me
Letting me go
With all of the answers
I'm telling myself I can't wait
And this could be the end
Let's be clear
I'm tearing this away
Cause my dreams are founded by the only way
If sparks were the answer
I'm telling myself don't go
And I know my only way to go is home
I'm sorry that I had to run
I feel like this place was consuming me
Letting me go
With all of the answers
I'm telling myself I can't wait
And this could be the end
