Cracked Streets & Broken Homes
There's nothing left to be done
As the cracks they start to run
Up and down stomping grounds
Weeds shoot up as homes come down
Ruins become our backyards
Condemnations calling card
Imagining such better times when we were before our prime
Maybe the good ol' days were not so great
Things we loved well now we hate
Something's changing in our ways
Stuck in routine's the reason we stay
When we just want to go so far away
Nostalgia clouds the current view
Stuck in the past and in high school
Afraid to look to something new
A genuine fear that ain't so true
Aspirations are like dead friends
Conjures mirth but then forgotten
Rays of hope shine oh so rare
No solace in a burning stare
Maybe the good ol' days were not so great
Things we loved well now we hate
Something's changing in our ways
Stuck in routine's the reason we stay
When we just want to go so far away
Maybe the good ol' days were not so great
Things we loved well now we hate
Something's changing in our ways
Stuck in routine's the reason we stay
One last time we say goodbye
As we speed towards the end of our lives
Break away from a crumbling mold
Pieces of our lives we now hold
When we just want to go
We just want to go
We just wanna go so far away
As the cracks they start to run
Up and down stomping grounds
Weeds shoot up as homes come down
Ruins become our backyards
Condemnations calling card
Imagining such better times when we were before our prime
Maybe the good ol' days were not so great
Things we loved well now we hate
Something's changing in our ways
Stuck in routine's the reason we stay
When we just want to go so far away
Nostalgia clouds the current view
Stuck in the past and in high school
Afraid to look to something new
A genuine fear that ain't so true
Aspirations are like dead friends
Conjures mirth but then forgotten
Rays of hope shine oh so rare
No solace in a burning stare
Maybe the good ol' days were not so great
Things we loved well now we hate
Something's changing in our ways
Stuck in routine's the reason we stay
When we just want to go so far away
Maybe the good ol' days were not so great
Things we loved well now we hate
Something's changing in our ways
Stuck in routine's the reason we stay
One last time we say goodbye
As we speed towards the end of our lives
Break away from a crumbling mold
Pieces of our lives we now hold
When we just want to go
We just want to go
We just wanna go so far away
Credits
Writer(s): Cory Johnson
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