Bowman Rd Diaries
This town is dead
It ain't like it used to be
I'm a mess
I ain't slept in weeks
Full of stress
I don't know who I want to be
Life's a test
Lately I've been feeling weak
When I'm all alone
And my thoughts weigh heavy
I don't think of home
I ain't found the true meaning
When I dream of hope
I see a life worth living
But when I wake up
I see no path to the guaranteed
So I'll take the pen to the paper
Of my Bowman rd diaries
The sky is black
Just like the heart laying on my sleeve
Don't look back
It looks better as a rearview scene
Love don't last
All I know is its memory
Got to stay on track
Nothing in this life comes for free
When I'm all alone
And my thoughts weigh heavy
I don't think of home
I ain't found the true meaning
When I dream of hope
I see a life worth living
But when I wake up
I see no path to the guaranteed
So I'll take the pen to the paper of my Bowman rd diaries
I don't know if I'll find a way to escape this
Haunted lonesome childhood broken home that I stay in
And I don't care if I never look back the way I came in
Don't know how I'll get there but
I'll give it all that I have
And I'll take the pen to the paper
Of my Bowman rd diaries
It ain't like it used to be
I'm a mess
I ain't slept in weeks
Full of stress
I don't know who I want to be
Life's a test
Lately I've been feeling weak
When I'm all alone
And my thoughts weigh heavy
I don't think of home
I ain't found the true meaning
When I dream of hope
I see a life worth living
But when I wake up
I see no path to the guaranteed
So I'll take the pen to the paper
Of my Bowman rd diaries
The sky is black
Just like the heart laying on my sleeve
Don't look back
It looks better as a rearview scene
Love don't last
All I know is its memory
Got to stay on track
Nothing in this life comes for free
When I'm all alone
And my thoughts weigh heavy
I don't think of home
I ain't found the true meaning
When I dream of hope
I see a life worth living
But when I wake up
I see no path to the guaranteed
So I'll take the pen to the paper of my Bowman rd diaries
I don't know if I'll find a way to escape this
Haunted lonesome childhood broken home that I stay in
And I don't care if I never look back the way I came in
Don't know how I'll get there but
I'll give it all that I have
And I'll take the pen to the paper
Of my Bowman rd diaries
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Writer(s): Jack Wayman
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