Nowhere To Go

There's a plague that is raging in a place I once called home
The cold is biting like a frightened dog and I got no place to go
There's a certain silence that settles under the snow
My hands are shakin' for a number of reasons and I got no place to go

So drug me or drag me or knock me out
I need an excuse to lie on the ground
But I'd like a chance at one last dance
Before I get run out of this town

I'm reaching out for help again, this must be getting old
But I am too and it's no longer cute to have no place to go
In my Auto Biography these characters never grow
But it's hard to get your shit together when you've got no place to go

So Jesus Christ if the end is near
I sure hope it will arrive soon
I've been waiting around to die
In someone else's living room

I pick up pieces of poems, try to make them my home
I am longing for belonging and I've got no place to go
I guess the grass is always greener on the other side of the rolling stone
The meaninglessness of freedom is easy to see when you've got no place to go
I'm all on my own
Like a complete unknown
With no direction home
No place to go