The Backpacker

Nothing'll ever feel right
Everything will always seem out of time
Harmonies a lie
A figment of your mind
Always driving through a fog
My lights are low
Try to give back what I've got
Never in the right
Always out of time

Try not to give it thought
But everything is
Always headed to a rot
And I am just a
Broken shell of what I want
I try to stand up but I can't

I won't bend to believe
Seas open empty in me
I won't bend to believe
Stay open cus open means free
Open means free

Follow up a painted trail
Burdened with the
Life that sets us up to fail
I followed every blaze
But I'm colour blind
So I'm lost anyway
The footprints I make
Will fade fade fade
Fade

I won't bend to believe
Seas open empty in me
I won't bend to believe
Stay open cus open means free



Credits
Writer(s): Louis Rubino
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