Old Ways
Wasting
Wasting time on the one
Thing that
Makes me come undone
Like the buttons on my jacket
In the pockets, there's another hit
In this wasteland
Wasting time on the run
I'll just go back to my old ways
To my old days
All the people asking questions, and I got nothing to say
A stranger (stranger) to this world (this world)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Back to my old ways
Where I feel safe
Thought I had it for a second, but I don't think I can change
A stranger (stranger) to this world (this world)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be (ooh-ooh, ooh)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
A stranger to this world
Ghost town
Driving, nowhere to go
See a friend's house
But I'm better off on my own
They just hate me when I stay clean
Make me feel weak when I try to leave
In this ghost town
Driving, nowhere to go
I'll just go back to my old ways
To my old days
All the people asking questions, and I got nothing to say
A stranger (stranger) to this world (this world)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Back to my old ways
Where I feel safe
Thought I had it for a second, but I don't think I can change
A stranger (stranger) to this world
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Crying for help, but nobody hears a thing
Did I make a sound if nobody's listening?
Nobody's listening
I'll just go back to my old ways
To my old days
All the people asking questions, and I've got nothing to say
A stranger to this world
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Wasting time on the one
Thing that
Makes me come undone
Like the buttons on my jacket
In the pockets, there's another hit
In this wasteland
Wasting time on the run
I'll just go back to my old ways
To my old days
All the people asking questions, and I got nothing to say
A stranger (stranger) to this world (this world)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Back to my old ways
Where I feel safe
Thought I had it for a second, but I don't think I can change
A stranger (stranger) to this world (this world)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be (ooh-ooh, ooh)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
A stranger to this world
Ghost town
Driving, nowhere to go
See a friend's house
But I'm better off on my own
They just hate me when I stay clean
Make me feel weak when I try to leave
In this ghost town
Driving, nowhere to go
I'll just go back to my old ways
To my old days
All the people asking questions, and I got nothing to say
A stranger (stranger) to this world (this world)
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Back to my old ways
Where I feel safe
Thought I had it for a second, but I don't think I can change
A stranger (stranger) to this world
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Crying for help, but nobody hears a thing
Did I make a sound if nobody's listening?
Nobody's listening
I'll just go back to my old ways
To my old days
All the people asking questions, and I've got nothing to say
A stranger to this world
I can't be who I'm supposed to be
Credits
Writer(s): Grace Gaustad
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