Home Video

Time passing by, I'm just feeling fine
Memories haunt me, reminding me of better times
Mind fucked up
Feels like I've just been living a lie
When I was 9, dreamt of games that I wanted to try
17, all I wanna do is to get high
18, feeling more dead that I am alive
Going onto 19, can't control my mind
Home video
Every time I see it, I cry

Looking in the mirror
I only see my fear
Haven't texted back
Feels like I've disappeared
Progressing more and more
But still feel nowhere near
Far away from home
Heart cries nostalgic tears
In my old house
My soul has laid for years
Chris isn't here
Chris isn't here
Chris isn't here



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Soto
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