Sick of your Opinions
I'm sorry
I don't love you anymore
I'm trying
Didn't mean to slam the door
But this country and my family
All these people and my friends
From the pastors to the pundits
Oh dear god it never ends
And I'm so tired of this place
Oh, I've got to get away
The way it used to be is so far gone
And I'm so sick of your opinions
Like a gun against my head
I'm dreaming of the place where I belong
I'm sorry
Staring at the stars above
Out here quietly
I know I forget to love
I'm just so exhausted, soul is nauseous
I don't care who's right
Everything's divisive, so self-righteous
Not worth another fight
And I'm so tired of this place
Oh, I've got to get away
The way it used to be is so far gone
And I'm so sick of your opinions
Like a gun against my head
I'm dreaming of the place where I belong
There's gotta be a place where I belong
Just shut up, shut up
Have a little mercy
Look at us now
We're all dying slowly
Come on, come on
I'm begging you, please
Just let it go
Shut up, shut up
Have a little mercy
Look at us now
Destroying a family
Shut up, shut up
I'm begging you, please
Just let it go
I'm so tired of this place
What I'd give to get away
The way it used to be is so far gone
And I'm so sick of your opinions
Like a gun against my head
I'm dreaming of the place where I belong
Oh, there's gotta be a place where I belong
I think about it slowly
Sort through it one by one
I realize I'm a hypocrite
With another opinion
I don't love you anymore
I'm trying
Didn't mean to slam the door
But this country and my family
All these people and my friends
From the pastors to the pundits
Oh dear god it never ends
And I'm so tired of this place
Oh, I've got to get away
The way it used to be is so far gone
And I'm so sick of your opinions
Like a gun against my head
I'm dreaming of the place where I belong
I'm sorry
Staring at the stars above
Out here quietly
I know I forget to love
I'm just so exhausted, soul is nauseous
I don't care who's right
Everything's divisive, so self-righteous
Not worth another fight
And I'm so tired of this place
Oh, I've got to get away
The way it used to be is so far gone
And I'm so sick of your opinions
Like a gun against my head
I'm dreaming of the place where I belong
There's gotta be a place where I belong
Just shut up, shut up
Have a little mercy
Look at us now
We're all dying slowly
Come on, come on
I'm begging you, please
Just let it go
Shut up, shut up
Have a little mercy
Look at us now
Destroying a family
Shut up, shut up
I'm begging you, please
Just let it go
I'm so tired of this place
What I'd give to get away
The way it used to be is so far gone
And I'm so sick of your opinions
Like a gun against my head
I'm dreaming of the place where I belong
Oh, there's gotta be a place where I belong
I think about it slowly
Sort through it one by one
I realize I'm a hypocrite
With another opinion
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Writer(s): Nathan Wagner
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