Stomping Grounds

Ever since you left here, many things have changed
It may not look that way to you, but somethings out of place
The ones who moved on out of here tried to find a better way
The ones that chose to stay remain in a state of decay

Welcome to our hometown, these old stomping grounds
Streets where we all grew up, everything's run down

Addicts roam the streets like zombies, looking for their fix
The hunger for junk will cloud their judgment, they just cant resist
I'm stuck here in this same old rut, going out of my mind
Twisting paths our brothers take, downward they wind

Welcome to our hometown, these old stomping grounds
Streets where we all grew up, everything's run down

Surrounding towns with money, turn a blinded eye
Left alone to struggle, we're stuck here till we die
You gotta find a way to get away, some ties you got to sever
Before this place sucks you in and keeps you here forever

Welcome to our hometown, these old stomping grounds
Streets where we all grew up, everything's run down



Credits
Writer(s): The Angry Tides
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